Questions for our Silences…

If silence were a place, who would live there?

Who would be there voluntarily?

Who would be banished there?

If our silences could be felt, what would we feel?

If our silences could be heard, what would we hear?

If our silences were to say something,
how would they speak to us?

What place does our silences have in our current
social conditions and processes of change?
What roles does silence play in our wars? 
In an unjust world? In a conversation?
In thinking? Loving? Hating?
Our daily togetherness?

What place does our silences hold when language and words
lose their (shared) bonds? When the word cannot
receive (any longer). Not knows how to build bridges
or create gardens for us.

What place does silence have in loosing our way?
In horror? In grief?

Are there things that are unspeakable?

And remain so?