I Heard Nothing Across The Silence Of Where I Am Not
I HEARD NOTHING ACROSS THE SILENCE OF WHERE I AM NOT
I heard nothing across the silence of where I am not-
And what that meant
I tried not to understand-
But it was understood clearly enough
By all who knew the business-
Out of nothing one can make nothing-
And what is not now
Is not now forever.
poem by Shalom Freedman

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