Silence

Silence is asking for prayer.
Stillness is vision of inner truth,
Rooted to the earth,
To Gaia, who knows all of parts of us
as we are of earth, the Mother.

Silence is taking us
To Grandmother Spider.
Weaving us to Source, Christ Light lattice.

We are one.
When you breathe in,
I breathe out.
When you laugh,
My eyes sing.
When you cry,
I catch your tears.
When you bleed,
I bleed, cut down by
Your fear.

This web is all of Time.
It can’t be severed.
It clasps us in ancient binds,
And all our words are
Caught like flies
Forever trapped and recorded there.
Be careful with the words.
They are either poems
Or daggers.
Truth
Or lies.
They are heard by all,
Even the deaf.

Silence is the journey
Taking us to Source,
Father of All, who
Created light and darkness, and
From whom we emerge
To learn to love and create more light
And to whom we return
In the hymns of the spheres.
This is the journey
Silence brings us.
Seek silence,
Seek All.

Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

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