I slept and dreamt that life was joy
I woke and saw that life was service
I acted and behold! service was joy.
Silence is not a thing we make; it is something into which we enter. It is always there. We talk about keeping silence. We keep only that which is precious. Silence is precious, for it is of God. In silence all God's acts are done; in silence alone can God's voice be heard, God's word spoken.