“The Sound of Silence”

I’ve heard that
silence
is a fruit
of promotion

but I’ve also heard that
silence
is a fruit
of isolation

knowing that a tree of life
grows upward
but a tree of death
withers away

I sometimes wonder

but the beauty of silence
is the song from the heart
that touches the soul
of who listens

“Without a Map”

someplace in my heart
words have grown silent
kept away
to hide how I feel

there’s just so much
going on

if my thoughts were a city
there’d be roads without signs
conversations without people
a cloud covering of doubt
not a good place to live

such a difference
from before

I think about decisions I’ve made
and ones pending

what’s worth the fight?
what needs to change?

I’ll never encourage one
to marry a stranger
I’ll never give advice
without listening

I used to think I was a leader
but now…
it might not be a good time
to follow

[written on August 4th, the day after Ariel was born]

in the quietness I’m reminded
of what I’m called
to do

and through it all
opposition is ugly

but joy’s indescribable
yet can never quite cover
the pain

On August 2nd, we were celebrating my daughter’s birth throughout the day, when she went into labor. The next morning, at 4am, her daughter was born!

* Ariel * 6lbs 13.2oz * 19″ long *

My son came to visit!

Then, she was jaundice, so we were back in the hospital for three days.

Finally, we got to go home!!

It’s been a LONG week…so much to write about!