Sunday, September 26, 2021

Whisper

I have often talked myself

out of the moment  I have

wanted to be in losing time 

and eternity and all the implications

in-between wanting no words

but only the spontaneity

of the right act with no forethought

to capture anything and no

other thought than to be held

No wonder we're a little lower

than the Angels who know how

to move in silence and get things

done; no wonder when we do

we whisper,"Paradise.


-Byron Hoot

http://hootnhowlpoetry.com/

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