BECOMES A WAY OF LIFE
BEYOND THE TELLING
ALL QUESTIONS/ANSWERS ARISE
IN PRIMORDIAL’S ORIGINAL SILENCE WITHIN
STILLED AND LISTENING
AS DOES ALL OF NATURE
ITS MAN-MADE TIME
Behind your image, below your words,
above your thoughts,
the silence of another world waits.
No one else can bring
you news of this inner world.
Through our voices, we bring
out sound from the mountain beneath our soul.
These sounds are words.
quietly, in rooms, on streets, on TV, on radio in the paper,
in books [on Facebook :)].
The noise of words keeps what we
call 'the world' there for us.
and make patterns and predictions,
what we call 'the world' together.
Each person brings sound out of silence and coaxes
the invisible to become visible.
Under our feet is the ancient earth.
We are beautifully molded from this clay.
Yet the smallest stone is millions of years older than us.
the silent universe seeks echo.
Words are the oblique mirrors which hold your thought.
You gaze into these word mirrors
and catch glimpses of meaning...
Behind their bright surface
the dark and the silence.
they face inwards and outwards at once.
our interiority will haunt us.
We will become hungry with a hunger no image,
person or deed can still.
we need to hold the interior and exterior,
visible and invisible,
known and unknown,
temporal and eternal,
ancient and new together.
You are the one and only threshold of your inner world.
This wholesomeness is holiness.
of this John O'Donohue quote
to befriend the worlds that
come to balance in you.
each person is an artist in this
primal and inescapable sense.
doomed and privileged
to be an inner artist
is a creative and turbulent sacrament,
visible sign of invisible grace.
from Anam Cara
with thanks to The Beauty We Love
the universe speaks to us very quietly,
in pockets of silence,
in forgotten memories,
in the shape of clouds,
in moments of solitude,
in small tugs at your heart.