The counsel of thought
Has its limitations
Its resources are often inadequate
Where then do you find a way?
Where do you find an exit?
Adjacent to thought is a questioning mind
When the heart soars to an unknown
And unseen power…
This power offers no counsel
Other than its silence.
In its silence, we can hear ourselves
In its silence, we find no answers
In its silence, the mind ceases to question
In its silence, we stand absolved.