Saturday, November 15, 2014

The Voyage

"S" Is for Silence
Sometimes I wonder about others
when I am on a voyage,
thinking to myself in the silence.
Where do I have to go, how far away,
to lose this incredible burden:
my talent for doing so much harm.

It is not only that I do harm,
but through my neglect the others
shoulder my terrible burden
and go off on their own voyage.
They go their own way, they go my way,
and I am left alone in the silence.

What happens to them in the silence?
They pass ahead into time; is it harm?
Why do I think any way they go is my way?
They are complete minds—they are others.
Yet, we all make the same voyage,
and to be separate is a great burden.

Not to see you as me is a burden,
a painful wall of immense silence
that causes us to go alone on our voyage.
On the other hand, harm
can also be seen in seeing others
exactly as myself. I want my way.

This is why I run or walk away
with my sack, my mysterious burden
which I hide from all the others.
Do you think they know in the silence
that I almost wish to do them harm,
that I am jealous of their voyage?

Do we protect others on their voyage
by making them believe they own their way?
Or could it be that we’re doing harm,
causing them to carry their burdens
through an eternity of silence--
a silence that leads each of us to be an other.

On my voyage I’ll remember a burden
that took me away in the silence,
where my harm is equal to others’.

© Julianne Carlile 

1994

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