. Now is a time for purified words . Concentrated listening disciplined actions . Thoughtful imagination confidential attention . Discovery anew of the soul's vocation. .
Who can count The stars? . Neither can you count The infinite . Consequences of Your actions . For Good. .
The smallest action I make . Finds its place In the larger story . Of life Open . To reinterpretation Of its mystery . All framed By the universal . Narrative Of time . Of universe And of divinity. .
The search For significance . Drives some To action . Others To escape . In addictions Of the soul . For me There is the silence . That settles Meaningfully . Suggestively As I wait . And I pray To my God. .
We travelled In the dark . Not knowing Our ultimate destination . Yet within Was something stronger . Faith in the meaning And the purpose of action . And though there were times Of silent desperation . God was the source Of this mysterious consolation. .
Actions Without words Are sometimes Incomplete Yet the message Of the lips Must be Carried By a life That requires No Translation.
To be silent is to be ready, Poised, prepared For the one word, The necessary act, Armed, protected, By peace.