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.