In the silence
my soul screams
And Noise of
the clamoring world
Is deaf to my soul
Let it be free
To feel
To know
To be what it is
Without outward sounds
To dilute its purity
Silence
as beauty
Silence
as a tragedy
Silence
of being
Silence
of knowing
Silence
of regret
Silence
of consent
Silence
of peace
Silence
of stillness
And reverence
And conformity
Silence in Him
speaking to me
As good as I listen
will I hear.
– – – written by Cyndi Robinson
