In divine silence
I hear constantly
melodies sweet
that fill me
with delight,
that divine is
singing in me
The divine light --
light upon light!
It is what I am born of
I clearly see that of his spirit
He has breathed into me
I lose myself
totally to this soft word —
my life is nothing worth
If I don't hear this great name
On this I meditate
Through this I contemplate
And if, my friend,
you ask me the way,
I'll tell you plainly,
it is this:
to turn your eyes into ears
and hear the wordless voice
And turn your back on
those who deal in empty words
rather take your place
in the presence of the wordless.
MyKoul
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