Breaking
the silence ...
A bubble of peace
in the flood;
a secret haven, all mine.
A place of learning,
about myself,
about others,
about you, my Lord.
My Lord?
Are you merely Lord, here,
in the silence?
Is it only here
that I will love, honour and obey;
away from the stones and stares
of this noisy world?
I am safe in the silence
when you share it with me -
but it is not mine to keep
when you call me away.
Let me be silent
when you alone must speak -
then speak through me
when silence would be sin.
O teach me when to break
the limits of such silence
and feel its precious healing flow
enriching all who hear.
© 2012 Graham Oakes.