Letting go
of the need to express
what could be seen
or thought,
letting go
into the silence,
I waited for words
to form —
to reflect the purity
of love
I had felt —
just beneath the surface.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Letting go
of the need to express
what could be seen
or thought,
letting go
into the silence,
I waited for words
to form —
to reflect the purity
of love
I had felt —
just beneath the surface.
I continued on,
no longer needing
to fill the emptiness
or sort all of the pieces,
trusting completely
in the unsorted heart
and in the mystery
that had carried me
safely back
to my own silent prayers.
And so there was
a quieting,
a sacred holding,
the journey within —
where all was dissolved
into the purest love.
I hold
my peace
in this
quiet prayer.
Amen
— Jordyn
I found I could,
in any moment,
reset to the quiet
within.
And all of the pieces
of my heart began
to trust and return
to the natural flow
of love remembered.
I hold this
silent prayer
in my heart —
that you may feel
my love
and remember
your own.
Amen.
Because I had held
all that was difficult
in my own heart,
I continued on —
seeing all that surrounded me
with a little softer focus,
honoring its unfolding
and returning to silence.
Just a little past
what could be known
in the usual way,
rooted firmly
in my deepest heart,
I dared to continue
to keep my focus here —
just to see
what might happen.
I vowed to hold
all that appeared
for as long as it took,
to keep my focus
on what was
most real and true.
And ever so softly,
letting go
of unneeded pieces,
holding on
to the subtle messages
only my heart understood,
I crossed over
to the place
where quiet whispers
carried me —
where words couldn’t go.
I began to listen
a little more deeply
to silence,
to let go
of cluttered thoughts
a little more completely —
to turn around
and settle down
into the quiet space
within.