So often as I have sat in the quiet of the morning – I’ve had the sense that I could reach out and touch the silence – feel it – taste it – hear it – it’s felt so close – so strong.

This morning was one of those times – and I recalled yet another poem I wrote so many years ago – when I can remember feeling much the same.

What can you hear in the silence – as you draw from this world apart

Can you hear the loud beating – of your troubled – sorrowful heart

Or is your heartbeat steady – your spirit at peace and rest

As in the stillness of the silence – you know your soul is blessed

What do you feel in the silence – as around you – you let it fall

Can you feel the love of your Saviour – Who wants to give you His all

Can you feel the strength of His Spirit – as He draws you closer still

Can you feel His breath upon you – as He whispers – ‘peace be still’

What can you see in the silence – as you close your eyes in prayer

As quiet before Him you linger – with Him your heart to share

Can you see – with eyes He has opened – the things of His world – not yours

In the silence are you willing – to look at the picture He draws

You can find the silence precious – if with Him you freely share

You can feel in the quiet before Him – His beauty – that is rare

You can be much more conscious – of Him – instead of you

And feel – and see – and listen- as He shows you what to do

So – don’t be afraid of the silence – it’s a gift He gives to thee

A time to spend in His presence – setting your spirit free

A time when in quiet and peace – you can come yourself apart

And – in the silence of His presence – heal that aching heart