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If you stand very still in the heart of the woods,
you will hear many wonderful things...
the snap of a twig, the wind in the trees,
and whir of invisible wings.

If you stand very still in the turmoil of life
and wait for the voice from within, you will
be led down the quiet pathways of wisdom
and peace, in a mad world of chaos and din.

If you stand very still and hold to your faith,
you will get all the help that you ask.
You will draw from the silence the things that
you need... hope, courage, and strength for your task.

Author Unknown

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The Sound of Silence

Where is the sound of which I seek
The illuminating peace within
Is it among the empty voices, weak
Or lost upon the distant wind

Is it carried in the echos of a mountain's plane
Or rushing over waters from a warning tide
In a wrinkled face where hope remains
Lost to songs the angels only hide

Is it sailing through a single tear shed in pain
Or shining through portals where faith meets stained glass
Do you hear it cracking ice upon the rain
Or held as ransom prayers a heart so asked?

Does it grow between the quarter to the fullest moon
To send a symphony of night so heard as love?
Within your heart, shall you make room
For the sound of silence sent from majesty above

Tapped in seconds of the beating drums
From lives now lost in freedom's quest
To rest upon the choir of setting suns
And burn through ears of those who gave their best

It haunts from bridges, cold with strength of steel
To fall upon the moment when sleep guards your dreams
No, it's heard upon a burst of peace as all seems real
A trumpet call to honor where you've been


Kathleen Vibbert
© 2000  (All rights reserved)

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