In the Still/#poetry

 

In the still silence

between damp breath and 

the beat of a heavy heart, there is a place

of perfect peace

where the lightness of being

comforts the weary soul and

the heart whispers its fervent prayer

into the void…beyond the place 

where thoughts deceive..

longing to believe the promises.

Vespers for the weary, the dying, 

the waiting. 

Waiting for the sign, the affirmation,

confirmation, supplication of

of the faithful for salvation, redemption,

healing.

Alms for answers, paper for prayers,

pleas flickering in the dim light of 

Piety and Penitence, so bright!

The answers wait in the darkness 

where nothing breathes, nor eats, 

nor sleeps. 

In the infinitesimal space between

eternity and existence, Truth waits

patiently for Wisdom to open

herself to acceptance of the 

Unknown.

Where thought ends, 

and control is abandoned,

where murmurs cease

and plans forgotten,

where trust becomes the

breath, the beat, the reason…

Fear surrenders to Love

as God speaks…

can you not hear It?

Cheryl KP copyright 2021