A Piety

Silence is the piety of thought
Emerging from the music of the mind
And dripping with the surface of ideas.
-- Alencia Lysander

From silence
It emerges, dripping with the facts
Of its occasion, impelled
Ever upwards
By desire
Urging at the surface
Of ideas

And then

When it has burst asunder under
The weight of an impulsion
Melting into air, it spills again
Across the surface,
Sinks back down
Into its depths,
And ripples with the signs
Of speechless speech.