Sunday, April 22, 2012

Thoughts Drowned Out by Rain

The only people
ever right
are those who can stay silent

for there is only war
when words are used
in place of truth

there may not be a wound,
it may feel even preferable
most of the time for most of the world

but still its only people
fighting their own
ugly selves

instead of listening for their private star
or testing how deep their awareness can go
or learning ways to show they really know how to love.

Still, that lunar face
with all its loving kindness
we call silence

seems to beckon
a response

some thought to bridge the distance,
to know the space is shared,
simpatico appreciated,

the calling of one's outline in the light
to say "I am your gift"
in pure surrender

when the gifts are harmonized already,
the extra word that hurts the night
is that first word.

1 comment:

the walking man said...

I like my peace in silence--at least small doses of it.