-- In This Silence –

John Herlihy

In this silence of no sound,

Not a whisper to be heard.

In this silence so profound,

Beats my heart like a bird.

As a wave upon the ocean,

As a bird flying on its wing.

Hearts beat with devotion,

They whisper, weep, sing.

Hearts smell of perfume,

Oaken incense on the rise.

The smokey scent a plume,

To see with visionary eyes.

In the heart, not the mind,

I rest in peace as at home.

My sight if the mind blind,

On earth under sky’s dome.

Heart emotion a knowledge,

That lies far beyond knowing.

Its faithful resonance a pledge,

In the light of Divine glowing.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Thursday 17 November 2022