In
the beginning was the Silence,
Brooding
over tumult,
Hovering
amidst insanity,
Waiting,
waiting, waiting.
The
Silence was with God and the Silence was God,
Millennia
of cacophonous drumbeat,
Steady
march of polarization,
Waiting,
waiting, waiting.
In
Silence is life, and that life is the light of all,
Mystery
of angel visitations,
Shepherd
surprise, celestial chorus, darkness of night,
Waiting,
waiting, waiting.
The
Silence speaks into the Noise and the Noise cannot overcome,
Be-attitudes
on a mountain,
The
sacred in common story,
Waiting
and listening, listening and waiting.
The
Silence becomes Word and dwells among us,
Accepting
leper touch,
Receiving
Syro-Phoenician rebuke,
Incarnating
Word that silences all other speech but praise.
Advent
hoping for all y’all,
Brad
Munroe
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