Saturday, September 8, 2012

a gushing sound


I don't believe in breathing, I just breathe.
I don't believe in my heart, it just beats.
I don't believe in the hummingbird
who sleeps on a lilac twig, its head pillowed
on her own emerald breast.
I don't believe in the silken cat
slipping silently through her element of moonbeams.
I don't believe in your gaze, it just obliterates
my confusion.
I don't believe in Jesus or Mary, who wander
through a forest of secret flowers in my body
searching for the fountain of silence, the end
of believing.
Whoever finds that fountain just listens
to a gushing sound.

                                                          ~ Fred LaMotte

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