All the Words

I don't want to talk and no, I don't want to explain.
I want to let the words sit,
Steep them in silence,
Let them resonate or echo, but no, I don't want to add any more.
Each one is less necessary than the one before.

For if you sit in a softness and silence,
In a fearless moment of reception,
All the words, past and future will float away,
And none will be missed at all.

10/7/15
6pm
4JDM