In The Silence Of My Heart

Kneeling in His presence, I start praying.

Words disappear, yet my hearts pours out,

A brief respite from the unending list of things that have become my prison,

My necessary prison, my beautiful prison.

I remained unmoved, kneeling before the creator of eternity, the eternal creator,

The Father who loves so dearly, so deeply,

So deeply sometimes we don’t even see it.

Images come and go, images full of joy, full of sadness,

Images that I lift up to the One who understands,

The One who heals and who never disappoints.

And a tear comes to my eye...

And in this little tear, in this little piece of my existence,

I say more than words could ever express,

My soul reduced to a single beautiful tear.

This is after all, the beginning of yet another week,

Another week of “things to do,"

Another week of the never-ending struggle.

The struggle to exist? The struggle to live? The struggle to love?

I don’t know, I don’t know.

All I know is that this is a world of struggle.

And if I am able to fight with and for those who seem to be losing the struggle,

I ought to do it.

I just have to

Do it.

So finally words come to my lips,

“God, I am nothing without you…"

And in this instant so brief, this thought so short,

My whole existence is revealed.

For Him I work 24/7 and for Him I forget it all,

For Him I run all day and for Him I sit down in silence,

For Him I say “yes” and for Him I say “no."

In Him my whole life is summed up.

Through him I live and I love,

And without Him I am reduced to nothing,

Nothing but a speck of cosmic dust lost in the unimaginable vastness of time and space.

So I linger on,

I hold on tight to the most Sublime Vision,

Of the Love most Perfect, the Reason most Beautiful,

To live a life of most Infinite Meaning.