Silence has several faces. It’s the face of a dark cave lit by a crackling fire. It’s the forest set with drops of dew; A canyon rushing with waterfalls. It’s the early morning glow atop a wheat hill, or the stillness of the oceans bay.
And then there is the face of God.
The face of Silence is a mountain-top held up by whispers of The Lord. Where He is heard and pondered about.
-The talking S u n f l o w e r