It was a blended time for us of visits with friends and of cultivating silence together. One aspect of this experience of sitting on the seawall and gazing out over and beyond the Pacific for me was to recognize Silence as Woman - as expressed in the following poem:
Silence is the teacher of how to speak.
She gives you strength when you are weak.
Silence is the icon of your own beauty deep.
She awakens your soul from self-centered sleep.
Silence is the ticket that gets you into the show.
She will even escort you to the very front row.
Silence is a lover who takes you to her bed
and makes love to your soul rather than your head.
Silence is a book written by the spiritually wise
who will help you find truth and avoid worldly lies.
Silence is the music made in heavenly spheres
that strums and drums away all of your fears.
Silence is the mother of new life in truth
Mary is God's fountain of eternal youth.