speak to us god, speak --
what’s hidden behind
your whitened mask
and darkened shadows?
a million faces and statues
with healing balms
pressed upon their lips
blended into one kiss,
a silent chorus
of hummed oneness
dipped in subtle fragrances
that dance and circle
in a soundless song of the Absolute.

talk to us god, talk
where is your voice
where is your voice not heard
your silent voice
that moves oceans
heats the sun
sweeps through air
and rubs between our fingers
as we wash our hands
and change our face.

our ears rest
lightly against
the membrane of infinity
listening
listening
listening
and all we hear
is a heartbeat,
like the fluttering
of bird wings,
it’s the sound of the
universe breathing in
the sound of the
universe breathing out
closing and opening
like eyelids
viewing worlds
viewing worlds within worlds
while repeatedly turning
like
timeless wheels
circling
within wheels.