We fear Silence
With it’s quiet reflection.
She is a mirror to our soul
our image illuminated by Truth.
She exposes the diseases of our hearts
Unable to be hidden beneath a made-up veneer
of false acts and hollow words
The tender of our world, not hers.
So we drown her in a cacophony of noise
in the weariness of constant busyness
Rushing by the state of our soul
To maintain the way we are perceived.
How powerful we would be
If we surrendered to Silence
Looking deep into her mirror
And receiving Truth’s revelation.