In Silence

by Don Badgley,
Poughkeepsie Meeting


It seems to this Friend that our “cultivation of Quakerism” will bear far more and sweeter fruit when we remember to point to the essentials that are at the heart of our worship and then trust that the Light will nurture the seeds we scatter onto that fertile ground.



In the place of silence

We Friends embrace simplicity,

Surrendering our hearts to wait,


Still—within the rising morning light;

Centering to sanctify this space made holy,

not in form,

But rather by the seed of Love;

not by altar made of stone,

or temple’s hallowed vault,

But by The Light—Experienced,

Present in our midst,

The infinite—Divine.