WHY MONKS CHOOSE SILENCE
by Daniel Skach-Mills
To step out, once and for all,
from under the sag ging,
word-weary roof of the mouth.
To be the vast,
unfeathered nest of emptiness
out of which sound arises,
and into which it lands.
To live like the open ear of a furrow
listening for a seed—
loves infant hand knocking from inside,
wanting in to be the world.
(Artwork by Gordana Adamovic-Mladenovic, gordanaphoto.com)
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