Silent Surrender



I catch the pattern of your silence before you speak.  I do not need to hear a word.  In your silence every tone I seek is heard.

~ Langston Hughes

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,


And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace


Which waves in every raven tress
Or softly lightens o’er her face,


Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.


And on that cheek and o’er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,


The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,—

A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.

~ Lord Byron


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