The music finishes.
It is the quiet of night
Broken by the ticking of a clock,
the hiss of rain,
the growling of a distant car.
The silence of this interval
is not for doing,
not for resting
But to wonder in;
A vulnerable silence
given back to us.
To be in service to God is to realize that there is a loving force in the universe, and I must pull away the veil and allow the force to come through.