Wednesday, January 4, 2017

To live in such a way


To live in such a way as not to break this sweet silence.

Cherub on a limb. Fluffy wren.

Snowflake. Winterwake.

If you ask her where she’s been, she will sing again.

Make that your name, if you must have one.

If you must have anything, have love.

The innocence of sense divine.

The sacred sense of innocence.

The incense of your time.

Up into the heavens. See us rise.



2 comments:

Jonathan Chant said...

Perfect. And I think you may have invented a beautiful new word too.

William Michaelian said...

It seems to mean whatever it wants to mean. Thanks, Jonathan.