I spoke to the moon once and All I heard was the light of the night. I spoke to the sun too and All I heard was the heat of the day. I spoke to the sky and All I heard was the wisps of the clouds. I spoke to a tree and All I heard was the creaking of branches. I spoke to the rain and All I heard was the patter of droplets. I spoke to the ocean and All I heard was the rolling of waves. Then, I got to thinking ... These things that I saw and that I heard ... gave me peace ... A

No matter how hard we may try, it is impossible to avoid prayer in silence altogether. Aside from the natural silences that come with sleep, sickness, satiation, sadness, or a winter snow, we may also encounter the impromptu silences of everyday life while first sitting up in bed, during a long day's drive, staring up at twilight, or fighting tired eyes getting heavy before bed. With all this silence interrupting our noise, perhaps there's more to it than what meets our ears