A hearts’ beat; a Poem

by Hilary Horn

By Talitha Fraser

When I write, these are not words that I speak aloud but there is a dialogue happening – as with all prayer. You cannot expect any ‘answer’ and yet I wonder: What does the silence have to say to you?

A hearts’ beat
Listen to me
trying to explain myself
to You who knows me
through and through.
I speak aloud,
can You hear me?
Yes, and I need to
hear myself.
In the echoing silence:
gun-gunh, a beat
gun-gunh, a hearts’ beat
gun-gunh, gun-gunh
You have to live into the answers.

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