L'aura del Campo

In the midst of silence

I meet so many interesting people by chance. Like Michael Billington browsing berries along the Clark Fork waiting for the sun to set. He impressed me as someone who is a deep thinker and needs to go elsewhere... then he mentioned he is planning to spend a year in NavajoLand. He just turned 20. Yep. I meet interesting people everywhere I wander.



In the midst of silence

         for Shaziane Codrington

It was tiny
hidden beneath cooling flesh
the bones of it hushed before the frost of autumn
untimely death
shed as earth clothed itself with ermine, diamonds,
to stay the north-wind's breath.

It became tinier
so tiny time itself passed over it.
Small, smaller than a mote in God's eternal Eye.
The stars forgot it.
The oceans missed it
as they counted each humble grain of sand— twice;
and yet,
quiet, quieter
in this stillness of the uncaring void
it is within the midst of silence
that the soul finds its voice.

© Kåre Enga 2010-08-30 [167.186]



Based on Shaziane Codrington's quote "It is within the midst of silence
that the soul finds its voice".

Update: "In the midst of silence"  Had to make it a separate item now that it needs editing before Rosemary Sinniger at Facebook uses it at a Lutheran Women's Conference... I need to work on it!!!



Finished with Jordan's Wheel of Time until the next, the penultimate, #13, comes out. Read the prequel New Spring and surprised myself that I enjoyed it so much. I'll need to set aside some poetry to read as a novel of 700+ pages is too engrossing and time consuming (I read slow... as fast as I can "hear it"). Should read John Clare's (1793-1864) poetry. Suspect that his regional, common-folk, common landscapes, focus on nature may inspire me.

His poem, "I Am" can be found here: http://www.slate.com/id/3443

54º on a pale grey day. And now it sprinkles...

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