Hush

Silence came,

I feared she would.

Sheltering

From this torrent of words

And cheap talk,

Grinding old gears.

The very noise of it,

The chalk screech of it.

Then her knock

This mistress of healers

This mother of the night,

Her smooth hand

Slipped into mine

And my being

Felt tremors of her calm.

———//

Hush, hush my love,

Her finger pressed

On those soft lips.

Let it go.

But if I think nothing

I am nothing.

Holding me tight

Smothering all words,

Their crazy dance

Spinning circles

In my mucky bog,

Twisted thoughts

Building worlds

That don’t exist.

My field,

Ploughed of ideas.

A mind drifting

In a sea of now.

——

Her cup to my lip

Drink, drink my dear,

Her fountain of healing

Transforming moments

Into eternity.

In this altered state

And it’s dizzying

Revelations stripping bare

Saggy dreams,

Purposeless stare.

Wiping the sweat

Off yesterday’s medals.

To begin again

Naked and afraid,

Holding the hand

Of silence