Sabbath Today I sit under a torrent of silence outrageous and deep, as though all the space between all the words I ever wrote are come back to visit me. It is not a haunting but a blessing. The spaces, like the words, retain life. They tell me without speaking how they mean to hold things in place, maintain the boundaries and not allow the colours of thought to muddy or bleed into the wrong lines. They will fast between the feasting of semantics adding yet more of their own – in the right place – a breath can say so much more than sound and a pause be as eloquent as a myriad of syllables I welcome each rest with open blankness this sabbath day.
Keren Dibbens-Wyatt is a chronically ill writer and artist with a passion for poetry, mysticism, story and colour. Her writing features regularly on spiritual blogs and in literary journals. Her latest book is Recital of Love (Paraclete Press, 2020). Keren lives in South East England.
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