I will write no more letters
nor will I cast my words upon your silent altar.
Why would I when You do not answer?
Still, I wonder:
what if silence *was* Your reply
and I could not hear its gentle whisper
amidst the clanging gongs and noisy cymbals
that I had cast upon your feet,
as I clamored for the suggestion,
any intimation that You were searching for me
as much as I for You.