Okay, Wendell Berry says shun the electrical wire
find a quiet place, a place of solitude and peace
there, in the quiet let the words flow out from you
write them down as you picture the projected scene
capturing the sights, sounds, smells and textures
remembering the feelings that each evoked.
The sweetness of that first tentative, nervous kiss
the birdsong that emanated from the meadows and fields
as we walked along hand in hand, warm sun shining
remembering how the heart felt when love entered
into the very depths of my soul and made me yours.
Sitting here now in the silence, in solitude, remembering
I write the scenes I see on the screen of my mind
trying to shun the electrical wires and mechanical noises
that drown out the soft sounds that lie deep within the heart
sounds of the Spirit that sighs too deep for words,
the still small voice heard in the deep silence
the mystical root connecting me to you and you to me.