The most powerful language does not need to shout. The most powerful tongue does not seek a crowd to listen. The most powerful voice neither mocks nor offends, but breaks with the breaking heart of the world; does not react, but reveals from deeper silence the Word that would create a new and better place. The most powerful language is less than speech yet more than song, rustle of evening light, breath of stars, sussuration of morning's first misted ray, murmur of wind in pines, waves that pound in soft surrender to a grain of sand, cry of tiny flycatchers piercing, thawing the bog between seasons, the Mother tongue of whisperers, both Lover and Beloved. _____ Our public discourse has degenerated into a language of curses, spells of destruction, promoting discord and division. Let a new language emerge from our hearts, seeded in silence, inflected with the sounds of the green earth, to heal and gather us in circles of creative listening. The g...