A stretch of silence
You and I share a room.
I come and go where You remain.
Like sprays of flowers, You add
Your silence, Your darkling mystery,
a pinch of unbearable love.
I add my aching fear,
my infidelity and indifference -
continuously drawn to the door,
darting in and out.
There's always a parade downtown
with a carnival on the outskirts.
But, also, afraid to be alone with You;
unable to endure but for a few moments
at a stretch Your beautiful, lonely silence,
Your seductive, foreign presence,
Your fragrant promise
of peace and annihilation.
remembrance or, the eternal moment,
each comparatively empty
in its ungraspable elusiveness.
O child of God, make Him your constant companion
by exploring His real and constant presence.