Silent Heavens

The heavens lie silent
                        above the ground.
All the jargon of self-promoting prayers ascending
                                                  will not make them speak.
All the wishful thinking of the world.
All calls to attention.
All praise.
All supplication.
All the maddening religions
                           of the fertile human imagination.


Nothing will make them speak,
                                     until they are violated,
Then we can all listen
                         to their myriad tales
                                                  for all eternity.

The unholy is quite the chatterbox.

September 1996