Silence is the space
Where God resides
And where souls journey
To discover the eternal music.
When I move in haste,
Beauty is hidden;
And when my life is loud,
Singing sparrows are never heard.
Sometimes you never know
How much you love someone
Until you hold her hands
Peacefully in a coffin.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/learning-to-love-is-a-fragile-art/
