Silence Is Gracious
The window is ajar and I’m feeling blue like the ocean of commotion in motion
The breeze has been brilliantly blowing and I’m a meek winner – it’s not upsetting
The sun's glorious rays are all aglow and, love, I already know, not by mere emotion,
That suave-flowing success is spiritually refreshing and I’m slowly, but surely progressing
I hear the silence of your sacred prayer and everything
I see the silence and the souls that fly airborne, that fly airborne
I can feel gracious silence around me, my precious darling
I can taste the teardrops from my bitter eyes – I was so forlorn
My glorious strength and the smell of bravery pervades the atmosphere
It overwhelms my ascending spirits of godly traits without a trace of fear
Silence is gracious…silence is gracious…silence is gracious…
Chaos is not precious…noise is making me feel precarious…
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