Help me understand.
I didn’t know
What my words might do to you.
I’m in a fantasy land;
Can’t understand
What my actions do to you.
Am I bereft
Of empathy?
Completely void
Of sympathy?
How did I know
What I could do,
Since silent were those
Who’d tell me true?
What does the silence mean?
It can be peaceful and serene.
It can be tense, it can be mean.
Let our silence be a calm,
A healing balm,
A space that will give birth to song.
In the sound of the rain,
I found my peace.
It shut out the voices
That told me lies.
It helped me let go
And just be me.
It was strong and steady
and calmed my heart.
It told me that
God was there for me.
Creator of the rain,
I thank thee.
IN THE SILENCE
Rushing, roaring water
Speaks to me of
Better places,
wild and free
Cool, quiet woods –
Only the birds and insects speak,
And their incessant hum
Is a calming song
Waves of warm air
Billow like a curtain
Waiting for the sunset
To let in the coolness
Watch what you say –
This is a holy place
Where God meets man
In the silence
2012
clarakatalin 