Nature has some perfections, to show us that she is the image of God; and some imperfections to show us that she is only God's image. . . .
~ by Blaise Pascal
The world has become noise, silence its orphan child. The contemplative is a seed of silence planted amidst the jungle of noise, one whose harvest will come at a later time, perhaps a later age. The contemplative is a witness to silence, affirming that all things come out of silence and must return to silence to be healed and re-created.