I combine here silence with appetite. I'm quite unsure whether it works.
May your words be charged with the hunger, hope and longing of your Silences
May your deeds overflow with the urgency of what remains undone
If you have no Silence within you, no sense of your work’s incompleteness
Then you must Stop speaking, Stop doing
Until there be “Fire shut up in your bones”
That you not become incessant busyness, a clanging cymbal
Friday, June 17, 2011
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