May you grow still
enough
to hear the small noises earth makes
in preparing for the long sleep of winter,
so that you yourself may grow calm
and grounded deep within.
May you grow still enough
to hear the trickling of
water
seeping into the ground,
so that your soul may be softened and healed,
and guided in its flow.
May you grow still enough
to hear the splintering of starlight in the winter sky
and the roar at earth's fiery core.
May you grow still enough
to hear the stir of a single snowflake in the air,
so that your inner silence
may turn into hushed expectation.
~David Steindl-Rast
(1926 to pres., Benedictine Monk)