God’s Silence

If God knows he isn’t saying

Mum is the holy word

With blank pages for scripture

At least he’s a good listener

One must give him that

Millennia have passed

Without a single interruption

And we all know how we can carry on

Especially when in need

But what is the silence God answers by?

Have you ever put your ear to it?

Have you ever felt it beneath

The whirlwind of thoughts

Under which it rests

As steady as the Earth?

Could it be a blank slate?

Or the space stars are born into?

Could it be the understanding

That no matter how much I know

I know nothing

And therefore am wise?

This is my quiet time

Now I hear you

Now that I am no longer

Waiting for an answer

Now that I am content

To let it be