let
the vast
diminish you;
the silence
ruffle your feathers;
eternity
sculpt its tribute
on your face.
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Wendell Berry
in “How to Be a Poet”
final stanza added on in New Collected Poems
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 