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A Thousand Armies
And the hapless Soldier’s sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls — William Blake A thousand armies sat on a wall and everyone of…
That’s God’s hum you hear
when everything is silent
When you snap the light out and
lie down in the dark
God’s hum from far away and
closely near
Along rose arbors and starlight
in endless sentences of pure sound
in total silence
It moved Noah beyond the barren plain
to see a ship in the mountainside and
build it in the air
It opened canyons to those 1800’s
landscape painters to see
golden waterfalls in blue cliffs falling into
green valleys charged with light
The hum that’s moved us all beyond our
first crawl to our final steps
as we disappear in the side of an eggshell
hill to the crystal clarity of trumpets and then
to a silence where only God’s hum is
heard and it is all form and all
formlessness and radiance on water
and rippling waves of air
more audible than sound itself
love whispering in our ear
(From Invention of the Wheel)
Categories: Poems