Sew much silence
And not enough
Ears
To take it in
Awe that seams
Unspoken
Just got back from a Nonviolent Communication group session with the topic of “Receiving Empathically.” Such active listening to ourselves, other people, and, on a good day, a higher power, seams sow healing in a whirled with sow much looming trouble. I wrote this poem as one of 13 short poems delivered by my muse in the middle of a singular night, wearing silence, and nothing ails. Enjoy!
