10. Oktober 2021
Here in the dark / do not speak. / Only / listen, hold your peace / and wait for the wordless gift: / the lifting of the lark's voice, / choice and sweet, / repeating its high note of love, / speaking your name, / calling you over and over / again. / Do not speak. / Let the visiting bird, / silence, do her work: / sift your heart, / heal what is broken, / sundered apart, / restore what is plundered, / repair the rift, / knit to one piece the unravelled mind, / scattered and split. / Wait for the gift, / the lifting of the warm, / beating wings, / the sudden shudder / under the brooding breast. / You must enter / here in the dark / where the heart sings. / Do not speak.
Nicola Slee, Praying like a Woman 2004