In the melody of silence,
Each note is a prayer,
Each break, a return to the Source.
Those who have passed through the tempests of ego,
And the torments of the spirit,
Know that this music is not found in the noise of the world,
But in inner quietude,
Where heaven and earth meet,
In the sacred union of being and non-being.
The melody of silence is the voice of Love,
Who speaks without words,
Who touches without touching,
Who kisses without hugging.
It is the melody that the prophets heard in their hearts,
When they were alone with the Beloved,
When the night enveloped the world,
And the whole cosmos seemed to hold its breath,
Waiting for the Light to reveal itself.
~ from the Quran,
65:3, 55:1-4
with thanks to No Mind's Land
