I need not shout my faith. Thrice eloquent
Are quiet trees and the green listening sod;
Hushed are the stars, whose power is never spent;
The hills are mute: yet how they speak of God!
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Just read 'Silence' and man, what a beautiful poem! It really drives home the idea of finding peace and spirituality in nature. "Hushed are the stars, whose power is never spent" Yep, really felt that! Sometimes quiet is more powerful than any words. Can't beat this kind of deep thinking.