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There is unbroken silence,
In the mountains, in the night;
A stillness even thoughts can't break,
Nor shatter as if light.


The night's protective curtains,
Like a velvet wrap is worn,
An embrace of one's whole body,
Sensuous and warm.


The stars ... a million dancing lights,
Choose one and it is yours;
One is enough ... please leave the rest,
For poets and philosophers.


A scent of wild honeysuckle,
Pervades the soft night air;
An intoxicant so strong,
No match found anywhere.


Evening music of the woods,
Rustling sylvan chords;
God, I think, is whispering,
Hush!  Don't miss His words!


Close your eyes in solitude,
Your Lord and you alone,
You've caught a glimpse of Heaven ...
You've caught a glimpse of Home.