Sparkling
river of silence…
Sparkling
river of silence,
Traveler
along a shadowy forest floor—
I
drink deep draughts, lasting,
Of
your overflowing stillness!
Tipping
your goblet,
I
taste your brightness
As
floral wine
Swirling
inside a crystal
And
breathe in perfume.
Fingers
of a spellbound existence
Stop
my ears.
Awe,
a thief, steals my voice.
Bereft
of noise, I am
Transfixed
as the moon
Hovering,
windless night,
Balanced
on the sword tip of time.
The
world is motionless
As
my spirit moves
And
my stumbling heart is filled
By
a presence…and quiet…
A
quiet presence.
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“Light” version of poem by the same title
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Silence is a quality of the soul. It is acquired and deepened through physical silence, but ultimately the source of genuinely satisfying silence is grace, the gift for which we are best disposed to receive through a dedicated life of prayer, in the most complete sense of the word.
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