Silence

It's like a thirst that's never quenched, a love that never fails, a yearning for the more ... in between the cracks of life.

Why is the silence so noisy?
Me getting in the way
of your attention.
You.
Calling to me,
drip by drip,
torrent by torrent.
Till we are done.

In the middle of my praying, plotting, worrying, pining,
silence slips in with the breeze.
Sits down gently. Sighs.
I hardly notice her,
unannounced, shy.
But something tells the truth of it and my heart sings.

The silence is like silk.

And I love the flow
of your presence
running through my life.

Softly.

This deep silence
at the heart of my life
has taken root.
While I wasn't looking!
And, it's staying.

Immensity is tapping ...