Silent Plea


Soul sobs with aching need, pleads for muted moments


In midst of mad holiday maelstrom; a muffled


Lessening of too-loud-blinding-bright.  Lord, dim clamored glare; calm


Eagerness to gorge, consume, grab gusto in both fists that


Numbs heart’s emptiness, echoing endless anguished throb


Trees’ pewter-misted bare-branched rest speaks silent ease

~~The nearest thing to Peace on Earth

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