Windward Quietist
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Join date : 2024-07-17
 | | Subject: Quietist Poem for Teaching #1 Wed Sep 18, 2024 5:06 pm | |
| Mirthful whispers mingle with the morning breeze,
Mirroring moments of the heart's ease.
Vocal vibrations, silent thoughts entwine,
In the sanctuary of the soul's divine.
Mental meanders map the mind's vast expanse,
Where whispers of wisdom in quietude dance.
In this sacred space, where God's echo dwells,
We find the peace our chaotic lives dispel.
Mirthless moments mar the fabric of our days,
Yet in the silence, we find a gentle maze.
Where faith unfurls like a bud in spring,
And intention becomes our silent king.
For He who speaks in tongues of flame and light,
Requires no lexicon, no words to recite.
In the crucible of trial, in the desert's heat,
The quiet soul is the one that's truly neat.
Mirthless mourning morphs to quiet cheer,
As tribulations' embers burn us clear.
The waters of woe, they wash away,
Our yearning for the world's fleeting play.
The Bridegroom's voice, a melody so sweet,
In quietude alone, it does entreat.
The friend who hears and does rejoice,
In the echoes of the heavenly voice.
Mirth and melody, in silent symphony,
Speak of a love that's boundless, free.
From earthly shackles, we ascend,
Where words cease, and hearts just blend.
Mirthful musings, in the heart's soft core,
Meld with the silence we adore.
In this union, our spirits rise,
To the place where God's own love subsides.
Mirthless mortals, in the world's embrace,
Find solace in the silent grace.
For in the hush of selfless love,
We touch the hem of the heavens above.
Mirthful murmurs of the earth below,
Diminish as we to the skies we grow.
The bridegroom calls, and we must decrease,
To know the love that never will cease.
In quietude, the truth is revealed,
A gift from heaven, for the soul to conceive.
And he that bears this truth so high,
Shall not be shaken, nor shall he die.
Mirthful music of the cosmic throng,
Echoes in the quiet of the dawn's sweet song.
In this dance of life, let us be still,
For in God's silence, we find our will. | |
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