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.
The choice to love is
the Mother of everything.
There is a path
Which leads to a gate
That needs a key.
The path is understanding
The gate is Love
The key is in your hand.