Listen
Listen.
There it is.
The hum of perfect silence
at the centre of all that is,
and isn’t.
There it is.
No beginning.
No end.
Can there be a middle then?
The timeless whirring
of the grandfather
of all clocks.
No hands.
No numbers.
No direction in which to flow.
The hum of perfect silence
only ever always now.
So loud
you cannot hear it
So quiet
it awakens everything.
Do you hear the hum
of all that is,
and isn’t?
Or are you so busy
with those times,
and dates and schedules
of your worldly machinations,
that there seems no time to listen
to the hum of all that is,
and isn’t?
There it is.
Listen.
(2013)
