Thursday Poem

In Solitude

In solitude, we remain
face to face with the
naked being of things.
And yet we find that the
nakedness of reality,
which we have feared,
is neither a matter of
terror nor of shame.

It is clothed in the friendly
communion of silence, and this
silence is related to love.

The world our words have tried to classify,
to control, and even to despise
(because they could not contain it)
comes close to us, for silence
teaches us to know reality
by respecting it where words
have defiled it . . .

by Thomas Merton
from Poetic Outlaws

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