Silent days

Sometimes the best work is done in silence
Sometimes the best deeds are hidden
There are no trumpets declaring victory
There is a nobility in the ordinary

Sometimes speechlessness is joyful
Sometimes speechlessness is productive
Sometimes there are just no words
Sometimes there is doubt of what there is to say

Sometimes everything is said without speaking words
Well done is sometimes better than well said
Other times the words themselves are beyond reach
Reality is too overwhelming to communicate

Sometimes there is just the need to rest
Words can become exhausting

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