Snow crystals on a trembling leaf, along the river where we talked at the tip of Spring; fresh air, moist lavender sky--the silence following a blessed rain that came, bringing us to beauty; a tiny wild flower under the shadows of a moss-covered log; as if to say, I am the first smile, the new beginning of heaven.
We thank Thee for all Thy golden silences --
Silence of friendship, telling more than words:
Silence of hearts, close-knitting heart to heart;
Silence of joys too wonderful for words;
Silence of sorrows, when Thou drawest near,
Silence of soul, wherein we come to Thee
And find ourselves in Thine immensity;
For that great Silence where Thou dwell'st alone --
Keeping watch above Thine own,
Deep unto deep, within us sound sweet chords
Of praise beyond the reach of human words;
In our souls' silence, feeling only Thee
We thank Thee, thank Thee, thank Thee.
