Listen to the Silence
Our lives are punctuated by one simple thing, noise. Life begins with the
clattering noise of monitors and talking in the delivery room. Life ends with the
abrasive, resounding, definitive thudding sound, unlike any other, that we
encounter as mounds of dirt are thrown onto the caskets. It is no longer from dust
thou art but “from noise thou art to noise thou shall return!1
I am yearning for
silence!