Out of the silence often comes
A voice that breaks the stillness deep,
And with an eloquence unheard
Calls hidden mem’ries from their sleep.
It carries power unknown to speech;
It speaks directly to the heart,
Grown thoughtful in the silences.
Such is the screen’s appealing art.
It calls the strong to lost resolve.
It thrills the weak to better things,
It touches sleeping hopes to life
And in the songless heart it sings.
It opens scenes of loveliness
For eyes long used to barren spot,
This sacred silence that is heard
Where thought is all and voice is not.