Compline always ends with what monastics call the "great silence." We move into the healing silence of the night...Silence is like a river of grace inviting us to leap unafraid into its beckoning depths. It is dark and mysterious in the waters of grace. Yet in the silent darkness we are given new eyes. In the heart of the divine we can see more clearly who we are. We are renewed and cleansed in this river of silence.
it is
when brothers and sisters
dwell in unity!
It is like vistas seen from
atop a mountain one has
Or like the stillness of a sunset
climbed...
after a long day's work.
It is like a shimmering rainbow
breaking through a summer rain.
When men and women dwell in
` harmony,
the star of Truth appears.