Thursday, February 17, 2011

The Close and Holy Darkness

Sound preceded noise as well as talk.
Sound preceded letters, odes, and oaths.
Nothing, but nothing, preceded Silence:
Silence is the precedent of precedents.

Once, I peered through the velvet darkness,
And I called to my former self.
I said, “Soon-to-be-fatherless child,
The light is the thing you should fear.”

Fear preceded sound, and noise, and talk.
Fear preceded fetters, modes and moats.
Nothing, but nothing, preceded Silence:
Silence knows nothing, but nothing of fear.

Now, I peer into the velvet darkness
And I sing to my frightened soul.
I sing, “Silence will come soon enough:
Silence, and darkness, and peace.”

1 comment:

Matt D said...

I'd comment, but I'm feeling dizzy. I don't even know what it means, this poem, but it *sounds* so good! ;)