Sometimes… Silence is not an approval or is not full of unsaid… is not out of weakness, does not mean the end, and things are not always as they seem to be. Silence is sometimes out of awareness, it is contemplative, the stillness beyond the movement and sound, pure presence, no judgment, no expectation, absolute serenity…The moments that are filled with such silence are so pure, and how beautiful is such silence…. If silence took a shape, for me it looked like this…