A moment of silence

When tragedy strikes
we answer memory with silence
perhaps in the ether we hope to hear
messages from the Gods or Ancients
or maybe we are just to weak to speak
But I fear so many tragedies
silence will have more than its fair share
of my world and so
instead of silence I want to lift my voice
louder than the day before
I want to greet sorrow with the rain of my joy
streaming down my cheeks defying it
saying “Look, see, you cannot keep me quiet”
Like geese in the morning flying in the direction
of water, they do not silently go despite
the wind or cold or wayward crow
they fly on and loudly proclaim the morning
The bee, the stray cat, the ant climbing up the bowl
of soup made for me perhaps in some
strange effort to prevent the noise of my soul
and fill the endless ruptured spleen called love
but no
I will not be silent
not for a moment
or a moment longer
I will take flight like the geese and the bee
I shall greet the mourning and the flowers of
my days with every bit of sound I have within me
to proclaim
I LIVE! I LIVE! I LIVE!

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