Bless This Silence by Bart Edelman

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Bless This Silence

 

Bless this silence—

Absence of sound—

One quiet moment after another.

Here is where I’ve arrived,

The journey near complete—

Hectic cycle no more.

Give me an extra day

To revel in contemplation,

Embrace what waits ahead.

Allow mystery its sacred place,

Before night shapes the moon,

And homeward bound I fly—

Stillness of soft light.

© Bart Edelman 

Bart Edelman’s poetry collections include Crossing the Hackensack, Under Damaris’ Dress, The Alphabet of Love, The Gentle Man, The Last Mojito, The Geographer’s Wife, Whistling to Trick the Wind, and This Body Is Never at Rest: New and Selected Poems 1993 – 2023.  He lives in Pasadena, California.

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