SILENT<\/b><\/p>\n
I stepped out of the pulpit
\naway from 24\/7 availability
\nexpecting to pick up a pen
\nwrite my heart\u2019s content
\nin the absence of looming deadlines
\na waiting audience
\nwords turned reclusive
\nstingy with appearances<\/p>\n
my soul\u2019s expression gone underground
\nperhaps now is the time
\nto get reacquainted with my hiking boots
\nemploy my hands with folding dough
\nbe surprised by daffodil shoots
\nfind wonder in eagle\u2019s wings<\/p>\n
no need to poke what seeks solitude
\nbetter served by sheltering warmth
\nand a long winter\u2019s nap
\nwhen they\u2019re ready
\nthey\u2019ll resurface, stretch
\nthen we\u2019ll play<\/p>\n
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18 July 2013<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" SILENT I stepped out of the pulpit away from 24\/7 availability expecting to pick up a pen write my heart\u2019s content in the absence of looming deadlines a waiting audience words turned reclusive stingy with appearances my soul\u2019s expression gone underground perhaps now is the time to get reacquainted with my hiking boots employ my … <\/p>\n