White Is The Silence
White is the silence.
Cold is its whisper.
Neither light of day,
nor dark of night.
keeps the silence away.
So hush now…its time to sleep.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Come soft now absence of time.
Expunge the shadows of my mind.
Pilgrims progress unto the wicket gate.
Come to me now for it grows late.
Oh White is the silence,
and so cold its whisper.
J. Allen Wilson © 9/17/08
Be always safe,
Karen
Cryssa
(((HUGS))) and much love, and prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Silence is Golden.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Sometimes complete silence is the loudest sound of all. God bless you Allen, and may He in His infinite wisdom give you peace.
Many blessings,
~Linda
Your heart aches so inside, I can feel your loneliness thru this piece, Blessings to you Valerie
Sandie Angel :o)
Edwin
In Christs Love
Michelle~
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.