quiet please, human being in progress

[Joyful Noise]

quiet please, human being in progress

Must we fear Silence?

The raven will shriek either way
and that tree will still fall 
and we, well,
We will be tossed into Oblivion
O, where does Sound go when it
leaps from our arms 
to chase down its ancestors’ freedom:
existence for its own sake and
for God’s pleasure
His sweet celestial symphony

Is Sound our Creator?
That Elysian detonation that set us
all in motion
Spreading out and away,
sentenced to an eternity 
of filling the gaps with
noise
instead of
Sound