A writing by Debbie Cundy Glidewell
Too few people know how to listen to silence.
For me that translates into the need to write.
to somehow use words to allow others entry into my life.
The mysteries of their lives, really.
Invisible threads that knit togethr our humanity.
A breathing expanding undercurrent of purpose
Ask why I am here and I will tell you
My friends need me.
Ask who my friends are
And you will have to read silence.
Always so much beyond the reach of words.