Deafening silence

Silence closed in deep caves, like a treasure shrouded in darkness and riddles. When I went down into the bowels of the earth, my heart sank from the feeling of the mystery of this place. Facing the damp walls of the cave, it was as if I had entered another world, where the blinding beauty of complete silence had taken refuge. Silence whispered its story through stone galleries and labyrinths, absorbing all sounds, dissolving any rustles and words. She covered my ears like a veil, having lost the opportunity to hear the sounds of everyday bustle. The ability to hear gave way to the ability to perceive, and now, torn away from the ear, I saw how the sounds were absorbed by the walls of the cave, transforming into unreliable echoes and evaporating. Like a traveler who has lost his way, I continued my way between stalactites and stalagmites, frightening in their sharpness. Drops of water rhythmically dripped onto the thin columns, creating a musical composition heard only by the heart. Delighted, I absorbed every sound that still made its way through the stone shield. My soul disappeared deeper into the pool of complete silence, until there was only silence overgrown with shining grace. My arrogant nature shuddered slightly before this majestic silence. She embraced everything around me, making me forget about worldly problems and just enjoy the moment. The silence seemed to take away my speech, transforming my every breath into a silent worship of the beauty of forgotten vowels. A deafening silence, like an eternal night, settled inside me, awakening the invulnerable eccentric of art. Only here, underground, among the hidden treasures of nature, feelings were awakened with lyrical softness and ascended to the highest heavens. In this majestic interaction with silence, I have found infinity. Silence has become my guide, stealing my consciousness from everyday life. She enveloped me in her invisible embrace and reflected my soul like glass folded into a colorful mosaic pattern. And so, inside the cracks of the cave, in a space devoid of sounds, I gave my thoughts to nowhere, becoming a prisoner of my own existence.