There are songs to be heard in silence!
Melodies interweaving the pensive quietude
psalms of fruitfulness and harvest to come
proclaiming life beneath the canopy of winter
the river's mystic lament for freedom
where bold canyons contain its breadth ...
Once I felt the eloquence of a joyful hymn
seeing a doe in silent vigil over her fawn ...
I have heard anthems ascending mountain heights
and Brahms Lullaby in a somnolent valley.
The songs in silent interludes! To hear them
is to banish loneliness from our solitudes.