“Beauty in Silence” - Elliot

Created by Elliot. (Verse) Before there was a kingdom Before there was a crown Before the sins of history Had been written down The heavens kept their counsel In a language without sound And every ray of light Was infinitely bound I stand beneath the firmament and calculate the span A grain of dust with questions exceeding minds of men I measure what is visible yet measurement is cursed Every boundary witnessed means there’s a further verse to serve The further that the eye can see the further grows the fray We gaze into the darkness looking backward all the same Beams of ancient light arrive upon the earth What seems to be a star tonight had long since had its birth So tell me what is present when the present comes delayed Do we witness it directly or only what remains The heavens are a manuscript no mortal hand rehearsed Now I read between the lines Observing every Verse (Chorus) There’s beauty in silence Muse without sound Ending the violence Where vilification abounds There’s beauty in silence Where stillness may be May the noise vanish May we finally sleep May we finally sleep (Verse) A prophet speaks of what may be and centuries proceed The masses may anticipate the hour of the deed Then someone stands where ink and living circumstance converge And suddenly the written and the witnessed seem to merge Is destiny recorded or do prophets merely see A road already woven through what mortals call to be If choice remains within us yet the ending can be known Does foreknowledge forge the pathway or observe the path alone The question cuts like iron through the scholar and the priest Does knowing of the harvest bring upon the feast The witness sees the lightning But doesn’t make the storm The reader finds the meaning But the author gives it form A scroll may bear a promise long before a child is born A warning may lay dormant until kingdoms lie in thorns And when the signs are given by almighty god at work The witness does not merely read They answer in the verse (Chorus) There’s beauty in silence Muse without sound Ending the violence Where vilification abounds There’s beauty in silence Where stillness may be May the noise vanish May we finally sleep May we finally sleep (Verse) The sage beholds the heavens The scribe writes every page The slave may count the seasons The king may end an age The shepherd knows the constellations turning in the night The dying man knows little except the value of a life And each believes his window is the border of the whole As though the eye defines the world the flesh defines the soul But absence from perception is not proof that none exist There may be countless kingdoms past the reach of mortal mist There may be truth beyond the final torch upon the road A sea beyond the coastline and a meaning past the cold The known is but an island where our temporary minds Draw borders on eternity then worship their designs I will not say that god is false because he hides from me The blind man does not loath the sun for lacking eyes to see Humanity finds wisdom when among diversity The universe observed with a quiet melody Is written in the verse the way it’s meant to be If I witness a miracle Was I chosen to see If I witness a prophecy Was it waiting for me If the heavens haven’t any borders What lies beyond the horizon Bear the weight upon my shoulders Pray for the might to survive it Time is like a river I’m standing on the shore The void is just a sliver There must be something more Silence is the language Of a fluent universe Embark upon the pilgrimage Learn to speak the verse (Chorus) There’s beauty in silence Muse without sound Ending the violence Where vilification abounds There’s beauty in silence Where stillness may be May the noise vanish May we finally sleep May we finally sleep In loving memory of Arnel. May he be at peace beyond the heavens.