When a patient seeks a healer’s care,
With words, his pains he must lay bare.
For only then can wisdom see,
The path to mend, to set pain free.
A silent plea cannot reveal,
The wounds that time may yet not heal.
So, too, a student must express,
Their doubts, their fears, to find success.
For in the sharing, truth takes flight,
Guiding hearts from dark to light.
A doctor checks your pulse for clues,
In silent rhythms, answers bloom.
No words are needed, none are found,
In silence, health’s secrets sound.
A hungry child pulls your hand,
Her question clear, no need for plans.
No words are needed, none are found,
In silence, love’s echoes resound.
When answers lie beyond our speech,
In silence, truths we often reach.
Is that why he keeps his peace,
In silence, questions find release?
