Quote of the moment

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

-Wendell Berry: The Peace or the Wild Things

Dec 3, 2008

Silent Scream

Confusion, Contemplation,
And unsure confirmation
Past thoughts, tears in vain,
And wounds filled with pain.

These are some things faced,
By a dieing heart in a frozen place,
On a lonely isolated trail
Where often is heard a quite wail.

A world entered by a lonely soul
Who sought a way to be made whole
He found another, void of emotion,
And together they set events in motion.

Acts they knew were one-way events,
Acts they both knew carried consequence
Though a door of no return,
They passed together against concern.

But it turns out one had a path back,
And chose that way when came the attack
And left the other alone to fate,
With no way through the locked gate.



In a world without soul,
Empty existence, complete and whole
All explanations fell on deaf ears,
All pleas dismissed as idle fears.

Return of feelings comes at a price,
With love and joy, also come pain and loss
For some such things are not a game,
And once a choice is made things can never be the same.

Emotion once long forgotten came back into being
And found a person with no thoughts of fleeing
They had made no other plans but to trust their fate,
Their faith in truth and love and soul mate.

And so I remain in a world of lonely quite
With little strength left to fight the fight
No trust left in miracles and destiny,
Only a kick full in the face of someone else’s reality.

With no one to hear,
And no one to care,
I no longer even have strength to break the quite
With my silent screams.

G - March 2008

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