Be Still (A Prayer to the Self)
~ by AdiKanda
Be still
Be still like the creeping dawn
the lake silent in the mist
of a slow first light
breath of a sleeping Mother
be still
Be still
Be still as the page of a book
which does not turn
no future to discover
no past to remember
only the now
this moment present
in perfect words of stillness
the perfect no thing
of no where
be still
Be still
Be still for music has ended
as the silence arrives
as the echo dies
as the sonic memory fades
even as we know
song may come again
even as we know
sound was once heard
in this place it is absent now
the strings mute
the bow rests
the ear forgets
everything except nothingness
be still
Be still
Be still in God
in Death
Let the breath not hurry
Let the hunger not rush to eat
Let the thirst of the body
for the river of life
soften and slow
as all the doings are done
the calendar freezes
the alarm promises
to never ring again
There is no bread to bake
no bed to make
no candle to light
no war to fight
no money to be made
and no world to save
The story you have told
over and over
is over
Be still
Be still
To listen to recording of “Be Still” by the author, please visit:
https://adikanda.substack.com/
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