Microfiction Day 140 – ‘Happiness in Silence’

He couldn’t tell them what had made him become a mime artist.

Obviously.

But he could show them.

He began by showing his crippling shyness, cringing away from their watchful eyes with his hands over his face.

Then he mimed tears and shaking shoulders, an imitation of the complicated sadness of his childhood.

Next, he showed himself as a clown, tripping over his own feet, his face beaming and his posture tall in response to the laughter of others.

Finally he placed one hand on his heart and the other on his lips.

He had found his happiness in silence.