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Silvery Radiant Song
Suppose we start with what’s right in front of us Piles of books and a blue thermos full of water How can we…
They try to approach with explosives
but the Throne of Allah stays
implacably still
radiating its concern
The silence of the sky is not His
lack of articulation
but one of the salient features
of His Speech
If a window goes up and
someone leans out
where before there was no one
does that mean that until then the
building was empty?
I want a river of jubilation
and the camel driver’s
endless song
Storming heaven was
never a good idea
A mother suckling her young
knows the truth of its intimate
location
be it human woman or doe
on her nest of pine needles on a
forest floor
They try to rattle the windows when
no one’s there with
hand grenades
But He Who Sees it all in one glance
has already nodded His approval or
displeasure before the
dust settles
and the pain that rips through the
human body
is the harsh song of God’s rebuke
Come
Approach it as you would
a stern superior
and watch love’s waters
flood toward you
2/11/12 (from The Match that Becomes a Conflagration)
Categories: Poems