In the Silence...

Into the Silence

The abyss of my soul, I find the chaos of pain that drains my soul.

The noise of my own goings, and comings trying to fill my cup with spoons full of nothing, it finds me forever empty.

Oh...Who can fill this soul of mine, and where to find this Living Water that will never run dry?  To the Well I run to find the One with water to spare, to find and fill what's really longing in me.

Not with laughter, empty void.
Not with fashion, awesome noise.
Not with fan fair, empty void.
Not with people, empty eyes.

But with fullness, Father's Love.
Peace in silence, fullness filled.
With joy unending, empty, emptied.
Completeness found, silence filled.
Loves fullness, me I found.
To be one, with The One; me, I found.
Silence filled, with joy unending, Silence stilled.
Lacy Lange