The muffling of a noise does not make silence, for quietness is but an interval between two sounds that move into alliance,

and batter it against each other's wall.

Silence is something else, I have discovered;

a wave of inwardness that takes the soul

on a white wind on which it lies uncovered,

and all about it noiseless wonders roll.

Be lifted on that wind, the depths of heaven

also are that alive; look in your heart,

and you will find you have the treasure even

as your life makes you of that calm a part.

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