Silence

I went looking for Quaker poetry and found this, it felt right to share.

SILENCE

Like Russian layered dolls
That many figures store,
but in this doll each layer calls
with a different metaphor.

Can we see all layers together
and read a single light,
like the pinions on a feather
joined in an angel's flight?

Or do the layers mirror
or do they contradict?
Do all colors in white shimmer
or does the complex prism reflect?

The reflection in the light
lights each different person's toy,
seeing with our ears, hearing with our sight
to touch, live in the light, and hear joy.

by Jody Hopkins