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There is a silence
which fills everything
so perfectly
Silence begetting wonder
past the raw edge where scrawling
and chattering ceases
How do I know?
I was there
The air is different there
Alive, electric
You can almost taste it
Something mysteriously quickened
connecting one to the other
There! In the room last night
A slip of wire
A hand on your breast
An arc of lightning
All of these
And more
Like some heavenly gate opening
and we witnessed the eighth day of creation
And less
A snowflake falling
A prayer whispered across the ocean
But oh, your eyes
How they said all this
by saying nothing
Glistening in wonder and acceptance
Compassion, pain
All dissolving together into silence
You, meeting You
Salt tears soaking the face of the Divine
Witness and participant both
Blessing me by being so blessed
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