Goddess Gagged

Oh God!
What they must have heard in the distance:
A wilderness of sound and
Movement repeating itself across the narrows of mountainsides
The cries of creatures crashing
Against cold rock,
Human voices heralding the hillside,
Their bellows bounding ripe with resonance,
From here unimportant call received the all important answer.
Oh goddess who bore us what we must have done to have
Buried your daughters and prayed for a son.
The wind and the rain
Spoke a language of wonder
To a species rising thickly to a dialogue
With thunder.

(In an empty space
Between better and worse)
In an empty space
Between better and worse
Language unravels and irony hurts.

In the common place between hunger and thirst,
The words that define us
A blessing and curse.
The words that confine the ideas traversed
The ear to hear the song without verse,
The sound of the sound of the sound utter first,
The burst into nothing so sudden and soft,
The silence inside you when the music has stopped.