Silence
Let the world communicate in
Silence—lovers do with touch of
Lip or press of hand, or modest
Moods of minds which meet in love. Hush!
Open wide, World, wombs of life: like
Strength that flames within my soul, like
Flowers brushed by bumble bees, like
Morning fog which wets the trees, like
Sunbeams kissing mist away, like
Lucid stars which flash at night, like
Clouds serene and self-possessed in
Beauty. Let a symphony of
Silence be heard in bird's singing,
Quenching public broadcasts of the
Daily faults of man; so let us
Turn off stupid kinds of worldly
Wisdom; let us view instead the
Unalloyed and sacred fervor
Fretful butterflies make flying
Through chaotic flower fields.—Can
All these voices charm the deaf, put
Life back into our dead bones? Yes!
God is peace eternal. Hush! Let
All communicate in silence!
Let the world communicate in
Silence—lovers do with touch of
Lip or press of hand, or modest
Moods of minds which meet in love. Hush!
Open wide, World, wombs of life: like
Strength that flames within my soul, like
Flowers brushed by bumble bees, like
Morning fog which wets the trees, like
Sunbeams kissing mist away, like
Lucid stars which flash at night, like
Clouds serene and self-possessed in
Beauty. Let a symphony of
Silence be heard in bird's singing,
Quenching public broadcasts of the
Daily faults of man; so let us
Turn off stupid kinds of worldly
Wisdom; let us view instead the
Unalloyed and sacred fervor
Fretful butterflies make flying
Through chaotic flower fields.—Can
All these voices charm the deaf, put
Life back into our dead bones? Yes!
God is peace eternal. Hush! Let
All communicate in silence!