Sometimes there would be a rush of noisy visitors and the silence of the monastery would be shattered. This would upset the monks; not the Master who seemed just as content with the noise as with the silence. To those protesting he said one day, "Silence is not the absence of sound, but the absence of self. "
Encircle me
Enfold me
Entrance me
With Thy peace
That I may pray
and love Thee well.
Encircle me
Embolden me
Enhance me
With Thy power
That I may ever
do Thy will.