Bamboo and rope
You were silent without motive
but so many fine repercussions,
one being a palpable demonstration
of love as emanation
independent of articulation;
subtle in its strength; a shared universal,
indwelling presence and recognition.
Words are for the makeshift
bamboo and rope bridging of distances
while silent love reveals the illusion of distance,
an evolving response, a steady permeation
holding together the hope of the world.
O child of God, bite your tongue
even as you write this poem down.