A Seemingly Elusive Depth Poem by Bullion Grey

Hush! ,
Can you hear it?
Be still, can you hear, the music of the Silence?
The awesomeness, the clarity, of the Eternal Silence?
Takes just a moment to calm the self and be sure, the golden Present is attending.

A seemingly elusive depth of unconditional Love. An inexplicable compassion that announces itself - before it arrives. It is an inexpressible thing; one many have built religions around for eons.

Pages written by some who have claimed to have union with It are innumerable, mountains couldn’t even compare to these tombs of literacy about that single unnamable, Silence.

Wars have been dueled over the name of It, many have been tortured in the name of It. Yet It has remained with us. It gave life to us, fed us, and brought us up to this moment, all in silence. Not a speechless or soundless silence, but an indescribable Silence that communicates in infinite ways.

A discreet Power, calling to us from within a distant place, a place within. With a silentiary, and refreshing meaning as if it were offering some heavenly nourishment. The experience It shares is eloquent and offering more variations of life than we even can imagine. We learn to continue our quest, though it is arduous and desperate at times.

Speechless words, soundless text, reaching out to us as we reach within. To find what we have always been and seek to be. The attitude of the Silence is offering the soul a path to Mystery, the unchangeable Present; opening Itself, to show us how to open to It.