In Silence

In Silence

I shatter stones into pebbles

I travel to Venice and Naples

I confine myself as chaplain in chapels

I buy flowers with New Shekels

I listen to Fiona Apple’s

I make countless ripples

I fly like seagulls

I change gold into nickels

I scrutinize those scurrilous scruples

I walk on long hair-breadth cables

I become lion and prey on jackals

I devour Her as fire to maples

2012-03-16