learn silence
and unlearn thought's blear.
must you love.
love its workings,
its affectations.
simply by saying
that to fill a heart
with all that is clear,
pour silence into
the hollow of it
until it raptures
and emerges
complete, hymnal.
this is how i remember you
meandering by, plainly,
like the mouth of the morning
and its slow auburn,
telling me something
i cannot understand (something enigmatic, enciphered in a cornered circle) yet prodigiously
delivered to me, at the verge
of speaking, divining in me,
an intone of solemn invitation.
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
learn silence
and unlearn thought's blear.
must you love.
love its workings,
its affectations.
simply by saying
that to fill a heart
with all that is clear,
pour silence into
the hollow of it
until it raptures
and emerges
complete, hymnal.
this is how i remember you
meandering by, plainly,
like the mouth of the morning
and its slow auburn,
telling me something
i cannot understand (something enigmatic, enciphered in a cornered circle) yet prodigiously
delivered to me, at the verge
of speaking, divining in me,
an intone of solemn invitation.
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