... the silence in the mind
is when we live best, within
listening distance of the silence we call God ...
It is a presence, then,
whose margins are our margins;
that calls us out over our own fathoms.
What to do, but to draw a little nearer
to such ubiquity by remaining still?
How many people can you love
before it's too much, she said.
and I said I didn't think
there was any real limit
as long as you didn't care
if they loved you back.