Who?

Who are you when you are silent? Not just in your speech, but in your mind, your very heart's core?

Everything but silence changes. Before creation, this silence. At the end of creation, this silence. But silence is uncreated.

We can't really say that there "was" or "will be" silence. We can only say that, before and after the cosmos, is the omnipresent silence of now.

From this quiet emptiness, innumerable worlds overflow. The universe arises and dissolves like a breath.

It is 3 A.M. There is inhalation and exhalation. And just before the next breath, an infinitesimal bindhu.

This instantaneous dimensionless point seems like nothing at all. Yet it is the portal to groundless, eternal, all-pervading bliss. It is the very silence that was here before God said, "Let there be light."

Who are you when you are silent?