In an empty space
There is room to fill
Silence is an empty space
That offers entry
Of a presence more profound
Than speech
Trees and rocks are holy
In their silence
The power that shapes them
Manifest in their acceptance
The air and all its sounds
Is enfolded in silence
As is the stream, river, or ocean
Silently witnessing, silently permitting
Its source to speak in tones of silence
Language expresses the self
But silence expresses God
Responding to the power of mute prayer
And the reverential silence of graves.
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