Silent Prayer

Sometimes when I’m alone I get the sensation that everybody is waiting for me to burst into response to the buzzing in my head which sounds like how I imagine electricity passing through water would be. It is always at the same frequency and from a vast range funneling towards me instead of radiating from me. Like I am the conductor for silence, never in command but always in the right place. I am passed the age of staring through the sound and silence and every time I don’t acknowledge it one of you gains the nerve to subtly ask my name, pleading me to tattle on why I haven’t broken the silence by asking for you first. The reason I haven’t yet asked for courage is because I too find comfort in the conflict of words and wars of wisdom we have daily which has caused us to ripple rather than absorb. To listen in silence is to absorb energy and by doing that you will retain light.