You'll find a new earth
in the silence
between words.
Plant your seeds of peace
Before the invention
of thoughts
we sang ourselves
to sleep.
The day melted back
into humming,
the humming into quietness,
the quietness into a breath
of the Beloved.
Of course the stars
were not yet born,
and the moon was still
inside you.
Lay your head
on my shoulder now.
Listen with all
your heart,
and I will tell you nothing.

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