By Liam

Before I found silence,

Before stillness wove its perfume through the window,

Before quietude shaped the pulse where listening awakens,

Noise swirled its ceaseless tide,

Filling the day, pressing heavy upon my ear,

Yet missing the music that longed to be heard.

There is a silence beneath all the noise,

A whisper within the rush of words,

A presence, patient and rich,

Waiting to soften the hard edges of this world.

Let this pour gold into your listening,

Hush, let this become the threshold of wonder,

Let quietness open a door to your deeper song.

And now, at this feast of light,

Where silence graces bread and goblet,

We bless the joy of this beautiful new day,

Grateful to finally hear what was always there.

For silence is not the absence of sound,

But the presence of everything we failed to notice,

Yet we’re searching to understand.

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