According to Osho, when music, dance, and ecstasy dissolve into existence, they flower as the ultimate: living silence—the song beyond song, the dance beyond dance. This silence is not muteness or withdrawal; it is an open, overflowing presence that communicates without words and must be shared. Hoarded, closed silence becomes deathlike repression; shared, flowing silence becomes love, relationship, and the fragrance of true religion.
When all the singing and dancing settle, the deepest joy is a warm, open quiet that still talks to hearts without words.