“Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation.” Rumi

In truth everything and everyone
Is a shadow of the Beloved
And our seeking is His seeking
And our words are His words...
We search for Him here and there
While looking right at Him.
Sitting by His side, we ask:
'O Beloved, where is the Beloved?'

You suppose you are the trouble
But you are the cure
You suppose that you are the lock on the door
But you are the key that opens it
It’s too bad that you want to be someone else
You don’t see your own face, your own beauty
Yet, no face is more beautiful than yours.

Wake up lovers, it is time to start the journey!
We have seen enough of this world, it is time to see another.
These two gardens may be beautiful but
let us pass beyond them and go to the Gardener.

“Silence is the language of God,
all else is poor translation.”

Rumi

Yes silence is the language of God, for we experience God our true self in silent contemplation.