Chosen silence, a symphony of stillness
A melody of quietude, a song of peace
Serenade my soul with your hushed whispers
Let your gentle words bring me release
Shape nothing, lips; be beautiful in your silence
Let your lack of words speak volumes
For it is in the absence of sound
That the true beauty of expression blooms
Eyes, be shrouded in darkness
But seek out the uncreated light
For in the depths of obscurity
There lies the clarity of sight
Taste, do not indulge in earthly pleasures
But seek the sweetness of divine fasting
Let your palate savor the sacred feast
And feast upon the crust of the divine\'s own casting
Nostrils, breathe not in the arrogance of pride
But let your breath carry the essence of humility
Let the scent of sanctity fill the air
And cleanse the spirit of all impurity
Hands, yearn not for the softness of earthly comforts
But prepare to walk the streets of gold
For you shall hold and be held by the divine
And find solace in the house of the Lord
And Poverty, be the bride of plenty
For in your lack, true abundance is found
Clothe yourself in the lily-colored garments
For your spouse is not of human making, but divine bound
So sing to me, chosen silence
And let your music be the only song I heed
For in the stillness and the quiet
I find the presence of the Lord indeed. (\"Chosen Silence\") by Courtney Weaver Jr.