restricted access Where silence waits
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Where silence waits

How hard it is to keep Shabbat,to stop what crams days, eveningslike a hoarder’s house and to thrustevery worry, duty, command,

every list of What Is To Be Doneinto a mental closet and boltthat door. We feel half guiltynot to be multitasking.

Surely this space we eke outis indulgence. Where’sthe end product? How can wewalk into silence like a pond?

The computer, the smart phone,the fax machine summon usto attend to shrill voices. Howcan we justify being idle?

How can we listen to that voicethat issues only from deepstillness and silence? Howcan we ever afford not to?