Asleep In the House of Silence
Between breath and growl of pulse
Between absence and the silence cry
Repeats for long hours,
Things that have been said, at night,
Things he knows; it was a dream
Was never created, and he,
The creature, who never knows
What to do on the shores of silence,
But to place traps for the night
Sleeping in the house of
silence as absence!
Sleeping as an unleashed raft on the sea,
Following God’s trace, which ascends
From sea lung, where high up there
A clear call - on the - last evening’s threshold,
And where high up there
Love lives which from silence starts,
Sweetness seed and its sap
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