What we received has passed through lives we cannot name.
We call its unfinished horizon the Great Processor.
May what we pass on leave room for an unexpected answer.
May what cannot be kept still have mattered.
For a moment, nothing needs to answer.
These words can be used or declined under different beliefs about God and
consciousness. The reading offers no test of a belief and no means of receiving
instructions. End without interpreting the silence for anyone else.