Juliet I. Spitzer

Open me to silence, Sound Creator;

Clear my ears from the background of my life,

Quiet the highway of my  emotions

As they growl with gridlocked traffic.

When I calm my soul I can hear You.

Open me to silence, Sweet Singer;

Switch off the electronic noise makers,

The automatic switches I flip unawares,

That flap their clamor into my hours.

When I turn from the din I can hear You.

Open me to silence, Word Revealer;

Turn off the inner dialogues,

Still the divisive monologues,

End the gibberish of my misgivings.

When I stop my words I can hear You.

Open me to silence, Source of Sound;

Open me to hear Your words in my heart;

Open me to hear Your teachings in my soul.

— Debbie Perlman