Silence Is Beautiful

They say stillness is absence, an empty space between worth noting, but I have heard its melodies in the pre-dawn chapel where stillness reigned and still the walls exhaled calm. I have found stillness and not loneliness--- but in two hands clutching without speaking, the heart knowing inside out language would only raze. Silence is like sunlight before it shines, the tranquility after I sleep and the reluctance before "I forgive you", It grips what chaos cannot express--admiration, agony, dread. Even when grieving and when at a loss for words, calmness is at hand and says it all. So let the world fill with echoes. With clamor and vivid proclamations. I will still turn up beauty. In the lull between storms, In the hush between instinct and doubt In the sacred calmness, that hark, Not to respond, but to understand.