Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Silence Gives only Itself - poem

Lawrence Hall
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Silence Gives only Itself

“What does it betoken, this silence?”
-Cromwell in Robert Bolt’s A Man for All Seasons
 
Soft silences are beautiful and rare
Those happy gifts of meditation given
Unify self in wise tranquility
Pondering transcendent reality

Inside the narratives of the pensive mind
Defining through an absence of endeavors
Considerations of eternal verities
Outside the fallenness of space and time

Mankind can never be masters of fate
Reason shows us that Cassius was wrong
About that, and about false fate itself
Doubts sometimes must determinations
     precede

Every occasion for reason is just and fair -
Soft silences are beautiful and rare

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