In Silence, they Whisper

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake.  After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.  I Kings 19:11-12

Gather any group
together in silence
and before you know it
bodies will start talking.

The strange, “gallump”
of a stomach, not hungry,
but vocal.
The clicking of an ankle
every time he takes a step.

Or share a meal ,
break bread,
in the absence of words
and notice how a swallow sounds
and the great,
grinding work of teeth.

In the volume of everyday
we hear nothing
above the roar
save the most incessant shouts
of “More!” and “Comfort, now!”

But, in the absence of noise,
our bodies whisper,
“Live! Breathe!”
and we are tuned to their
subtle motions.

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  1. the contrast between what we hear and what our bodies are felling us...comfort versus living...i def would rather live...

  2. Beautiful poetry with a important message to listen and slow down in this crazy world. I found inspiration in your words.

    1. Thanks Linda, I'm glad it moved you, and so glad to see you "following" the blog.

  3. I have noticed myself and others breathing shallow breaths. Yes, we need to breathe, deep and long and listen to the filling, release the tension and live.

    1. Thanks Dea. Yes, I'm a shallow breather too, so I end up sighing a lot to make up for it!

  4. oh my, my. it has been far too long since i've been here.
    love these words, Kelly. and boy oh boy do i get it.

    i think my favorite thing about the way you write is that you give us permission to *notice* the magic and the mystery of life all around us. that is a gift. thank you.

  5. So true... We forget to listen to life so often, and there is so much to hear when we do.

  6. Dear Kelly
    What wisdom! Oh, that we would truly know the futility of striving to attain the world's standards!
    Thanks for a beautiful poem.
    Blessings from Emily's

  7. The mysteries of life and living, captured. "the great,
    grinding work of teeth": love it. Thank you.