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SILENT THUNDERCLAP
You got that deep bass thing going
Silent thunderclap
Echoes around you
Can feel the sidewalk shake
No quake
Your confined meditation spilling out
You may be worried
It may be settling in
That nobody is praying for you
Fewer people of faith and belief and hope
Your circle shrinking
Isolated genius
Like a dot in the galaxy
An amoeba in a sterile pond
Not asking for or receiving
Salvation in any form or body
Like dreams they float down the street
Oh, listen, that bass quieted
Carefully, in silence
I detect my heartbeat
Realizing that beat is how I walk
Rhythmic, smooth, resilient
Having taken the hits
Physical and mental battles
Seeming like lost appendages
Until the body, renewed,
Says I am here
By necessity and history and DNA
Returned to the form required
Function on the human plane
Until God calls you by name
Creating whatever kindness you can
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