Silence is a green, secluded garden,   
Where you may walk at leisure, and   
speak with the Beloved ...   
Leaving the outer world of noise and hurry   
To walk serenely on prayer's holy sod.   
Silence is a garden sweet with fragrance,   
Its grasses nurtured by faith's gentle rain,   
Its every bloom a link with God,   
our Creator.   
Once you have wandered there,   
you will return again,   
And in the garden's beauty,   
be made whole ...   
In the Silence,   
the quiet garden of the Soul.
Prayer has a life of its own. If we could define it today, that definition would have moved and changed by tomorrow. Prayer is a living relationship that can never be pinned down and analyzed; prayer is a breath of the soul that has passed before we can seize hold of it; prayer is a reaching out of all that is deepest within us towards all that lies infinitely beyond and around us.