Silence is not a lithe thin girl to be pursued
Silence is a huge heavy fat goddess
She sits--ponderous thighs--lap filled with belly
This is a Goddess to be adored and cherished
Not with song Not with chants Not with dreams
Still your meditations Leave your dreams Stop your words
Empty your cluttered, rushhour
busy mind and
Don't fill the spaces Don't chit chat away the gaps
Observe Her see Her bigness the immensity of Who She is.
Silence is a Goddess--if you come to Her temple
Come without fear without hope without tears without dreams
Empty--let Her vastness fill you teach you reach you
Listen to the music of the Void--Her heartbeat
Let Her wrap you in Her flesh heavy arms
Pull you inside Her dark heavy breasts
And dance to the rhythm of Her heart--the Void.
Come to worship Silence the hardest mistress of all
A stray thought, a wisp of music a flutter of a bird's wing
And She is gone, lost in the noise of every day.