days of silence
it is possible
and has happened
that
there are days when I don’t speak to anyone
not because I’m miffed
rather because there was no one
and I mean to use
my voice
though I might
talk in writing all the time
and
for a while now at least
there hasn’t been so much a gap in that
in this
as pauses that rarely go a day unless
there’s
surgery or some such
and the verbal silence doesn’t hut
maybe a little
and
I’ll sound croaky typically
when I talk again
and there are the hermits who go years
I guess
without saying anything yet
saying all the time in
spiritual conversation
then
those who try to blank their minds of everything
all
consciousness
per se
in order to be rid of any impeding thing in order
to know truly
everything
for
the rest is
silence
which is good for these
I think
and for me
I don’t know
but
too much
I believe
the quiet hours go
well
quiet
and as I am not yet finished in a life
or as a person
how much more might I learn
and own
of goodness
on my own
I need the time with you
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citing the line with “silence” from Hamlet 5, Scene 2, line 4020 of the play (Open Source Shakespeare)
photo by Delaney Van on Unsplash
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On the First Day of the Week
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God,
A petition for this morning
While the sky is gray
And the sun
Is in the offing
Waiting to push through
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Follow us
To catch us when we fall
Or to pick us up
Dust us off, after
Or simply be around
Because the negative is not
Enough
And if we rise with you,
A certain kind of sufficiency
Of economy
The science of
A real enough and more
May follow
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Really,
We don’t need so much
Less than we think we do
Then out of
Small largesse,
When that’s all we have,
We may help
The other
Not a sly metaphor
But a person
Real people
Real needs
Not holiday
But quotidian
Every day,
You know
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All this is real
And thankful
To be prayed
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