Joejo J

Silence Is All Silence is all, say the sages. Silence watches the work of the ages; In the book of Silence the cosmic Scribe has written his cosmic pages; Silence is all, say the sages. What then of the word, O speaker? What then of the thought, O thinker? Thought is the wine of the soul and the word is the beaker; Life is the banquet-table--the soul of the sage is the drinker. What of the wine, O mortal? I am drunk with the wine as I sit at Wisdom's portal, Waiting for the Light beyond thought and the Word immortal. Long I sit in vain at Wisdom's portal. How shalt thou know the Word when it comes, O seeker? How shalt thou know the Light when it breaks, O witness? I shall hear the voice of the God within me and grow wiser and meeker; I shall be the tree that takes in the light as its food, I shall drink its nectar of sweetness.