The Word in the Silence

gazing into the silent sky

I cried out to His name

But all I heard was silence


He who the earth proclaimed

Before me now was silent


A simple answer, all I sought

A yes or no or maybe not

Just a word my hurting heart besought

But all I knew was silence


Does He hear my call,

He who now is silent?


Is He there at all?

If so, why the silence?


Does a pleading cry

Bring Him yet a sigh?

If He knows the answers why

Then why is He still silent?


And so I plodded on

Though all around was silent


I heard a low soft song

Carried through the silence


‘Twas not a word

But love I heard

My courage spurred

And I worked on in silence


A whisper in the trees

Was what I heard in silence


A call within the breeze

An answer to my silence


The night’s refrain

A gentle strain

Majestic, plain

It was the sound of silence


I had been so absurd

I smiled in the silence


If He is called the Word,

How can His voice be silent?


We oft fail to hear

He who is most near

The soul sheds a tear

But He is still not silent


He whose voice formed the seas

Sounds through them to the silence


He whose touch is in the breeze

Moving, shaping through the silence


His voice is everywhere

In all things lovely, fair

In the wheat among the tare

The Word can ne’er be silent


(Inspired by Ken Gire’s inspirational book, The North Face of God)


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