silence is praise

Fill us as the tide rushes into the reeds in the marsh
Fill us as the rushing water overflows the pitcher
Fill us as light fills a room with its dancing.

Let the little quarrels of the bones and the snarling
of the lesser appetites and the whining of the ego cease.

Let silence still us so you may show us your shining
and we can out of that stillness rise and praise.- Marge Piercy