Thus the Light rains, thus pours,
the liquid and rushing crystal
beneath the knees of the gods.
~ from CANTO IV by Ezra Pound
The silence is all there is. It is the alpha and the omega. It is God's brooding over the face of the waters; it is the blended note of the ten thousand things, the whine of wings. You take a step in the right direction to pray to this silence, and even to address the prayer to "World." Distinctions blur. Quiet your tents. Pray without ceasing.