Where the lips are silent.
The heart has a hundred tongues.
Early morning and late night is the best time to write something good. But when you dream of writing something and get up and write that same thing, it becomes the best. It has been happening with me that I, at times, dream about things I am writing on or painting. And whatever it is, always becomes the best when penned down or painted on the sketch book. True that the world give us hundreds of reasons to express but the dreams give us a thousand reasons for they have been playing with our mind, making us ruthless because we aren’t at times able to remember what we have been dreaming about and quite many times a reason to smile for they are pleasurable. You will find the best in dreams so why not to think better before going to sleep? One of my favorite philosophers Maulana Rumi used to dream about whatever he has to write the next day. It’s true that when the lips are silent. the heart speaks the language and God lives in the heart hence the heart speaks the language of God. As said by Rumi, “Silence is the language of God.” ♥ 🙂
P.S. Dedicated to a Special Friend who rarely sleeps at night 😉