Judged Through Two Way Silence Poem by James McLain

How wise am i to speak
no not very
your words to keep
so many
never spoken with
your thoughts of sleep are
none
to you
by saying
was it not enough to take
the cuts
the blows
tempests borne is hurricanes
water allowed by me
to wash her shore
your eye
wisdom of silence most
all directed did
crash wave less on your
shore a cloudless is was
cold grey sky
for
evermore
judgements lost in sea 'd of doubt
in Solomon's
whore.