Keep silence so true peace may come and stay
Shed sediments of noise and shimmy free
Like peeling off stifling clothes on a warming day
First no talking, as if to remove a coat that’s bulky
Utterly doing without a single utterance
Extending the glottal stop out towards infinity
To tame the tongue is but a surface slough
Next refrain from cheating notes and gestures
As one a scarf and gloves might choose to doff
Then turn to still the churning dialog in one’s head
Let die the background din of chatter
Like shrugging off a sweater that constricted
Glimpse the face of Truth that lies in wait beyond words
Beyond all thought and far beyond description
Naked joy is speechless now and ever afterwards
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Copyright Deborah A. McGlauflin, June 7, 2013. All rights reserved.
