In The Silence

In the silence....

I am yours,
Each faint breath,
A gift,

My spirit, ebbing,
As, softly, my tides,
Wash, upon the shores,
Of ancient creation,

All the peoples of the world,
Are gathered within a valley,
The commanding mountain peaks,
High above them,

Uncountable voices shouting,
Straining, to be understood,
Chaotic sea of screams, as each man,
Tries his voice, against the rest,

Approaching, from above, a cloud,
From mountain, silhouetted majesty,
A face within, of terrible power, takes form,
And the sky, turns black, as coal,

Your voice, a deep sound,
Alive, powerful, resonant,
The commanding, mountain peaks,
A humble audience, to Your glory,

The spoken words, a name,
I Am... and so, you are,
The foundation of the Earth,
Quakes in fear, at the sound,

Everyone is silent now,
And so, I am, Silent,
For, I Am, speaks,
And in my silence,
I am Yours.

-Original poem, by Jonathan Caleb Williams @badseedalchemist.

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