Unnecessary Words
Unnecessary Words
By Rabbi Yehudah ben Shomeyr
Unnecessary words are like fuzzy white dust particles dancing noisily
in a sun beam through a window.
Like staticy clothes where hair and lint are unshakable like sticky
strings of tar.
Like particles of sand that make their way into every crevice of the body.
Like clingy cobwebs when you wander alone in a dark basement are
unnecessary words.
We surround ourselves with a whole lot of nothing as we wrap ourselves
in a cacophonous cocoon of radio, TV, cell phones, internet and ipods.
Our eras and mind are full to a state of gorging gluttony, all the
while our heart and souls starve like a third world child.
Soft satisfying words from heaven only come like a timid deer from the
woods to feed in the evening silence near the old apple tree in late
summer.
Unnecessary words will frighten it away into the recesses of the dark
forest.
The tumult of play.
The tribal like drone of the busy streets.
The factory like chaotic pound of the work day.
The screaming white noise in our brain that bounces echos of our day
off the rafters of our mind.
Command these things to be still!
Run away.
Let silence seduce you.
Let silence speak.
Let silence woo you.
Let the pregnancy of silent words lift the grubby film of the
unnecessary words of the day and cause you to float on an airy sea of
meaningful silence.
Rest, rejuvenate and soak and you will be filled again.
People shake their fists at the sky and claims G-d never speaks.
He never speaks because we never stop and listen.
By Rabbi Yehudah ben Shomeyr
Unnecessary words are like fuzzy white dust particles dancing noisily
in a sun beam through a window.
Like staticy clothes where hair and lint are unshakable like sticky
strings of tar.
Like particles of sand that make their way into every crevice of the body.
Like clingy cobwebs when you wander alone in a dark basement are
unnecessary words.
We surround ourselves with a whole lot of nothing as we wrap ourselves
in a cacophonous cocoon of radio, TV, cell phones, internet and ipods.
Our eras and mind are full to a state of gorging gluttony, all the
while our heart and souls starve like a third world child.
Soft satisfying words from heaven only come like a timid deer from the
woods to feed in the evening silence near the old apple tree in late
summer.
Unnecessary words will frighten it away into the recesses of the dark
forest.
The tumult of play.
The tribal like drone of the busy streets.
The factory like chaotic pound of the work day.
The screaming white noise in our brain that bounces echos of our day
off the rafters of our mind.
Command these things to be still!
Run away.
Let silence seduce you.
Let silence speak.
Let silence woo you.
Let the pregnancy of silent words lift the grubby film of the
unnecessary words of the day and cause you to float on an airy sea of
meaningful silence.
Rest, rejuvenate and soak and you will be filled again.
People shake their fists at the sky and claims G-d never speaks.
He never speaks because we never stop and listen.