What’s within teaches
If we would sit still, listen,
and act in response.
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When it comes to Divine,
Sometimes words are fine.
Yet I’m here to report
They all simply fall short.
Rest in Unknowing.
Keep the Mystery going.
It’s our ignorance showing;
Our own horn we are blowing
When we claim to see
All that could possibly
Make up Eternity.
So it’s best we just Be.
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Sacred things need not be named.
That which is “Other” won’t be tamed.
For all our words and practiced forms,
To none of it will G-D conform.
What’s best and all too challenging,
To sit and see what Spirit brings,
I think is what we all might need
To grow and from our pains be freed.
The silence puts me most at ease,
Moreso than anybody sees.
While I seem at home in speech,
It’s in the quiet that I reach
A place of solace, comfort, peace
That helps my fear and woes release.
When noises cease, I fin’lly hear
The Light inside, so loud and clear.
Though the world be loud
And insist you play along
You’ve no oblogation
To join the noisy throng.
Come away a while
To that solitary peak.
Soothe your soul and ease your mind,
And let the silence speak.
I try so hard
To find “The Way,”
Pursuing each and every day.
Oh, how I’ve sought,
But all for naught,
The Path was always here to stay.
