• Published : 21 Feb, 2014
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I can only rest in the silence of silences.

By this I mean silence in the midst of sound,

for all of us were born in sound-silence.

 

The movement we created in our mother’s womb did create some sound,

and like a star orbiting in space which creates sound,

we too created our first and most meaningful music in our mother’s womb.

 

So, friends, do not undermine yourself, for you are no less a Beethoven

than he himself.

 

The organized movement of your mother – her heartbeat, her blood circulation,

her footfalls, her gaze, her thoughts –   

was an orchestra to help you create your best soulful music.

And when your mother held her new-born baby

in her arms, her smile was the best award you could have got

more than a national or an international award.

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Bob D'costa

Joined: 20 Jan, 2014 | Location: , India

Poet, author educationist, author of four books of poems, A Brutal Sunset, The Ten Commandments, Gods on Earth, Dark Roots writing on love, protest, social issues and quest into philosophy; Genres of novels are literary fiction, romance, mystery, par...

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