WORDS THAT SHINE

There is silence as precious as bright gold.It stifles anger on the tongue and staysThe quick retort. If nothing merits praise,It seeks no fault to balloon and be retold.This stillness does not blossom out of coldIndifference or fear, but it obeysA calm that seals the lips before a blazeOf untamed words can flare up uncontrolled.When silence yields to speech, kind thoughts will keepThe tongue from that bleak phrase, "I told you so,"And utter those soft answers that sweepAside all wrath. Then from the heart will flowThe fitting words that shine, untouched with blame,Like golden apples in a silver frame.

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