Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
Silence speaks maximum if there are inner ears to shreik.
Dashing through the dazzling snow,
One who enjoys utmost is the one who does not lose oneself in the flow.

We have two ears and one mouth,
So that we listen more and talk less.
The vessel with no holes and no outlet
Holds more water than anything else.

The winner in the arena is not the one who boasts
But the one who practices in rain , snow & frosts.
Dainty dishes are palatable not to the rich
But for the poor whose blood gushes out like sweat….

Speech is coveted not for the world of sounds…
But for the deaf and dumbs, who can just wonder, what is “being aloud.”
If speech makes us audible,
Silence can make us heard , distinguished & renowned.