Gods clouds surpass our towers.
Our great sky scrapers
dwarft before the majesty of His mountains.
In the unplummed depths of His seas,
cities sink.
In the corridors of His galaxies,
in the gallaries of His cosmic maze,
our ways are lost.
The genius of humanity
is stunted to idiocy
by His afterthought.

Who then will stand?
Who then will question?
Who then will seek reasons?
Who dares while angels awe?

Only those who love in peace
will learn to hear
the silence of the Divine.