The Deepest Silence
Lady lover
you closed your eyes
and entered the starless night
in this infinite space we call “here”
where moonlight falls on tranquil streams
and a poet’s voice dissolves the tear
that fell from your half-naked eyes
in which darkness played and danced
like ink against a night sky.
If I could speak to you of the darkness in this hour,
I would let my love be the silence upon the wind.
Lady wonder,
we give our child
yet unborn to the blowing wind
that carries it over the sea and land
in the valleys, on mountain tops
where it falls in the lover’s hand
that gently brushed against your face
where beauty danced with God
like birds against the sky.
If with a kiss I could wake you from your sacred sleep,
My tears would become words flowing from your trembling lips.
Dancing deva,
come dance with me,
on the beach of tomorrow’s dream
covered in tiny grains of you and me
scattered memories of your life
are now sacrificed to the sea
that forcefully pulled you under
where we became the one
like breath against a kiss.
If I could come to you now as a flickering flame
my light would awaken you from your deepest sleep.
Awaken, lady dreamer,
open those transparent eyes
breathe in again your soul
which we have carried in our hearts
while you have conversed with silence.
The silence of our birth.
The silence of our death.
The silence of our now.
The silence of our love.
Michael Sudduth
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