I learned Spanish in seven weeks,
learned Mandarin in ten,
but when I learned to speak without words
I learned to say what matters.
I studied the ways to smile a blessing,
how a heart shines through the eyes
and what fingertips can say;
I obliterated my craft for that.
It took me years.
But the things I hear in a hum now,
the things I feel in a handshake
what I see knitted in brows
and everything that comes with a kiss
will keep this interpreter busy in vain
as long as the sun still speaks.
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That’s lovely! The first stanza murdered it!!! I like.
The purpose of words is to convey ideas.
When the ideas are grasped, the words are forgoten.
Where can I find a man who has forgotten words?
He is the one I would like to talk to!
~Chuang Tzu