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Original Poem: "Song of Silence" with Commentary

Updated on February 13, 2018
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Writing poetry became my major composing activity circa 1962, and taking a creative writing class in 1963-64 deepened my growing interest.




If you have never experienced pain, don’t bother reading this piece.

Is life not about losing, among other things, but losing something is always at least a possibility. A lover, a job, a parent or other loved one, even one’s identity, nowadays, a husband, a wife, a home—the list goes on and on.

The question to address is, how does one cope with loss?: The answer is, by realizing that there is no such thing. There is no loss, there is only change of situation. And that is the challenge of living on this planet: how to proceed with any change.

Song of Silence

Your silence has begun to sing to her again
in the voice of her old poem, "To Love Pain":
"I can lose you again and again
And my heart will beat back stronger
As it is lashed by the whip of your absence."

She did not recognize You in April:
She mistook You for a young man
come to swim in her eyes, touch her lips,
and part the warm sea silt that opens for lovers.
And she slid down and down into that primal ooze
that has kept her hide-bound.

But now that You have hidden that body of mud
and have silenced that voice that lured her lust,
She sees Your body of light dancing
on rivers of words meandering through her soul.
She hears Your astral singing
in every silver syllable of pure vibration.

O Divine Singer, she comes to You alone
to sing her song and to devote
every last ounce of flesh and bone.


The atheistic response to pain and suffering leaves a great deal to be desired. Image that there is simply nothing that can help you after you have experienced the death of your spouse or child or the loss of your job and home. That pain can be devastating, despite the ultimate delusive nature of pain; as a human being you are suffering, maybe to the point of suicide. Do you really believe that killing the body will kill the pain felt in the mind? Might there be another level of awareness that will assuage that pain? If you think not, then you haven’t really suffered, you’ve likely just been annoyed. And annoyance is nothing like suffering, as you will ultimately understand. "God works in mysterious ways" is not a claim made by a fool.

First Movement: "Your silence has begun to sing to me again"

The speaker is addressing a young lover from whom the speaker has recently departed. But this speaker appears to have a support system that few do. This speaker offers a quotation from a poem that she had penned earlier on that seems to lift her above the ordinary travesty of losing a loved one.

Apparently, the speaker has a poem that claims that she can lose "You" many times and still remain strong. She is "lashed by the whip of" the absence of the loved one. This absence will not defeat the speaker but cause her to assert a greater strength than before.

Second Movement: "I did not recognize you in April"

The speaker then reveals that she has engaged in a relationship with a “young man,” but she is not addressing a human being; she is addressing her Divine Beloved (Divine Mother), whom she also calls "Divine Singer." She knows that the Divine Beloved (Divine Mother) comes to each created soul in many ways at many times over the course the soul’s existence—which is infinite and eternal.

Mistaking the Divine Beloved for a temporal human lover is a common occurrence: such mistaking is done every second of every day. Mayic delusion stalks us more tenaciously than any human stalker.

Third Movement: "But now that you have hidden that body of mud"

This movement might be titled, “The Efficacy of Loss,” for it is because of the “loss" that each human sufferer ultimately looks for a balm. Human pain and suffering can be intense. Note that humans respond to pain and suffering in their on ways. From crying to praying. And all points in between.

Fourth Movement: "O Divine Singer, I come to you alone"

After all the whining and pitying oneself for the pain and suffering one is undergoing, one finally realizes that the only way to ensure that pain and suffering will not afflict one again is to unite with one’s Creator.

If one has a Creator, would it not be efficacious to unite with It. If one does not, — if we all are the result of accident — then what?

The Atheist’s Prayer

"O, beloved Accident! Thanks but no thanks! I'll just wing it!” Good luck, Little Bird!

Divine Mother


© 2016 Linda Sue Grimes


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    • Maya Shedd Temple profile image

      Linda Sue Grimes 2 years ago from U.S.A.

      Thank you, Venkatachari! I appreciate your kind words.

    • Venkatachari M profile image

      Venkatachari M 2 years ago from Hyderabad, India

      Very interesting post with deep intellectual thoughts. The commentary is greatly done describing the essence of the song in detail.