Help Me To Express Myself In Silence

Help me to find that place just before the happily ever after

Help me to find all those people I keep feeling that I must still meet

Help me to find out where I was during all that lost time

Help me to find those other ways to see and to hear

Help me to listen and to make sure that I can still feel

Help me to overcome these nonsensical fears

Help me not speak just to fill up good silence

Help me to find the path again as I move on every morning

Help me fill the emptiness that slowly replaces my anger

Help me to find just a little time to catch that next oncoming sunset

Help me to live up to my always meager but ever-decreasing potential

Help me to stay up late, sleep soundly and rise very early

Help me to know to ford where the river is slow and shallow enough

Help me to bring back memories from the world in which I sleep

Help me to focus as I am swirled about like dust in a storm

Help me to find all my sheep before this darkness is complete

Help me to find a quiet place to rest as night falls again

Help me to move on though all the work is clearly not done

Help me to laugh loudly and openly, early and often

Help me to put down the bright toys of time-wasting illusion

Help me to merge with the grace of the apple tree as it blossoms

Help me to understand the things that flow from my own creation

Help me to peel back the petals of life’s lotus blossom mandala

Help me to think deeply without harboring any thoughts at all

Help me to know my position as I trace out life’s finite circle

Help me to pray continuously, without words, to no god at all

Help me to use simple silence to express all I ever need to say

Help me to find mercy in this hot and angry, loudly-shouting crowd

Help me to merely achieve the dignity and usefulness of one decaying tree