I Serve a Hidden God

October 27, 2005

I serve a hidden god
who loves me more than he can say --
(that is, more than I can stand to hear.)

Silence is a wildcard; a joker, or
the blank square in Scrabble:
it can serve as any word, or letter, phrase, or book.

The best communicators -- Plato, Virgil, Jesus--
Strauss asserted, speak their message quietly
under a layer (or two, or more) of lesser words.

Some say silent prayer (not unlike to TM)
is the best or only way to hear
the word the word is speaking;

They also say the state of sleeping deep
is close to bliss: eternal, without change,
quiet, effortless, painless and divine.

Could it be the eight hours of my day
wherein I cannot speak nor think,
are those wherein my god is hearable?

I wonder: if I were conscious at that precise time
Might I hear him singing happy and humungous songs
of love to me and my fellow siblings, all?

Your voice, o God, puts me to sleep;
its heavy, low, and deep. Keep whispering
in layers thick, until the day I wake and hear.


Glory to God alone.