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Letting Silence Speak

August 17, 2021

Letting Silence Speak

By Amba Gale

Underneath
the preoccupations of the world
and of my mind,

Silence Speaks.
I need but listen:

“Let the fog engulf you,
make a cocoon around you today
as you read or write or cook or wash.

Do not let
the pulls of your mind
with its tentacles of glue
pull you into stories
of past, of present, of future.

Let the fog lift, as it does,
revealing those silent islands
in the mist of time
in the midst of space.

Let the sun shine through,
bless you, and let
you know you are on holy ground.”

 

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