Let fade into silence the distractions and passing interest of inconsequential mental static
The half hearted whims and unrealized wants fading away
Only background
White noise
The pull of “out there”
silent phone
accusing
now forgotten, the web torn away
The silence a bond and source
Its own volume growing and shape coming into focus
Let your life become loud
So powerful, deep, pulsating, radiating
Like Grace
Into meaning
From the well of joy
- a poem under construction
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