Saturday, June 5, 2021

Best keep mum

Best keep mum                                                                                                
 
I speak less these days, ever since
I heard myself from across the room,
 
not so much the import but the timbre,
as if my voice were descending from the rafters
 
or arrowing across the distance
to pin someone against the wall. 
 
Ashamed that that adamancy should come   
from me and ever be heard by anyone. 
 
I don’t speak with my Lord’s kindliness
and until I do, I best keep mum.
 
One day, I pray that whenever I speak,
my voice will come from under His sandal heel.
 
O child of God, pray for the sort of love
that will make you abandon words entirely.




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