Real silence is both supremely simple and yet not easy. It draws us into a dimension always open to those who will allow themselves to be centered. ... We enter into silence to let the holiness of mystery take possession of us.
May you always have work for your hands to do, May your pockets hold always a coin or two, May the sun shine bright on your windowpane May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you, And May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
May the blessed light be on you, light without and light within. May the blessed sunlight shine on you and warm your heart until it glows like a fire, so that a stranger may come and warm himself at it, and also a friend. May God always bless you, love you and keep you.
