"What I look for, in fact, is an immobile movement, something that would be the equivalent of what we call the eloquence of silence--or what Saint John of the Cross called, I believe, soundless music." - Miro
My Beloved is the mountains,
The solitary wooded valleys,
The strange islands,
The roaring torrents,
The whisper of the amorous gales;
The tranquil night
At the approaches of the dawn,
The silent music,
The murmuring solitude,
The supper which revives, and enkindles love.
~ St John of the Cross
May you ride the soundless music back to the Source, to your Peace and unconditional Loving.
The Abundant 8 - The Master's Path to Creation
Painting by Frederic Church