Silence
Often it seems we avoid the silence, not wanting to know what we
know.
We fill the space with noise
Noise of traffic, radio, television., video games,
Phones, play station or similar devices
We fill the silence with the noise of the chatter of our mind.
We are fearful of what we might hear.
The silence destroys the barriers we erect to the truth.
We try running faster creating more noise and, yet, we are left finally
with no place to run.
The poem lays written but not revealed.
In the silence we reach the depth of the fear which has lain
heavy on our hearts and threatened to numb our soul.
Uncovered the fear reaches out to touch and be touched.
In the silence we are granted the freedom to be reborn.
Reborn to the beauty which has always lain beneath the fear;
Beneath the pain.
Today in the silence I saw a rainbow even as I cried for those who are
drifting in the nether world of despair
In the nether world which knows nothing of silence.
Knows nothing of beauty
Knows nothing of connection.
Knows nothing of love.
Today I pray for the silence to free me.
To free all of us.
Written August 1, 2020
Jimmy F Pickett
coachpickett.org
Often it seems we avoid the silence, not wanting to know what we
know.
We fill the space with noise
Noise of traffic, radio, television., video games,
Phones, play station or similar devices
We fill the silence with the noise of the chatter of our mind.
We are fearful of what we might hear.
The silence destroys the barriers we erect to the truth.
We try running faster creating more noise and, yet, we are left finally
with no place to run.
The poem lays written but not revealed.
In the silence we reach the depth of the fear which has lain
heavy on our hearts and threatened to numb our soul.
Uncovered the fear reaches out to touch and be touched.
In the silence we are granted the freedom to be reborn.
Reborn to the beauty which has always lain beneath the fear;
Beneath the pain.
Today in the silence I saw a rainbow even as I cried for those who are
drifting in the nether world of despair
In the nether world which knows nothing of silence.
Knows nothing of beauty
Knows nothing of connection.
Knows nothing of love.
Today I pray for the silence to free me.
To free all of us.
Written August 1, 2020
Jimmy F Pickett
coachpickett.org
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