Quiescent Oblation Poem by Saint Eule

The man took a vow of silence;
a personal step towards salvation.
Was it for himself or others;
to isolate oneself in quiescent oblation.

It was a peaceful journey with little worry,
No traffic jams, no one being in a hurry.

Time to pray and enjoy the roses,
no one looking down their noses.

Brother smiles a lot but never speaks,
He reads all day and knowledge seeks.

He says his daily prayers and works in the field,
He brings in a harvest but only natures yield.

Hopefully he will share what his journey doth find,
Not keeping them solely within his own keen mind.

Unspoken words can bring one peaceful elation,
share a verse brother in your quiescent oblation.