If nothing else

It's been a while 

                    hasn't it

Not that I wasn't

                    interested

Just a bit preoccupied

                    with moving

Mountains crossing vales

                    before settling 

But I did talk to you my dear one

                    argued with you

Gently in my mind like I talk

                    so very often

Speaking to and with my Beloved

                    yet wasn't she *

The one that taught me

                    in one simple line that

When I -as when we- speak

                    to fellow men

It's then -in that- that we

                    communicate

Directly to our beloved God

                    like he taught all

Of us -his children- to listen attentively

                    before we speak

    

    or act

        If nothing else

    listen

For through you 

                    I speak to God

Still what for these moments

                    that you're truly quiet

Silent even in the mind

                    as in the core

Peaceful and serene

                    tranquil    like Momo on his mountain

                                    as Yeshua in his desert

                                    like Mo in his wicker basket

Why speak or think

                    when all you are

Is  is  being  in unity 

                    below, above and beyond

    If nothing else

© 2023-08-27

* i.e. Anisa Mehdi. Note: I think I quote her here verbatim: "...I believe that peace in this world is possible. I believe in one God, I believe in the unity of his creation and I believe that God (only) expresses himself in the way we humans interact with each other..."; and this statement of hers, she mentioned as opening to an interview, triggered the twist in this poem.