Wednesday, March 19, 2014

2.1051 : 3/19/08 : Silent (Seventyseven: 56 of 81)

If I knew I’d be so silent
say not one word
I tell you I don’t know
but then I’m sure you’ve heard
I’ve got to fill up the passage
with whatever I can find
I’ve got to barricade the doors
try to unscrew my tangled mind
try to blunt the edge on my sword
harmonize these crazy lights
find wholeness for one moment
in this parade of crazy sights
You can’t woo it or avoid it
Nor cut nor elevate
You cannot help or humble it
it is the thing most great

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