A Silence For Paul Tillich Poem by Bill Grace
A Silence For Paul Tillich
We come from silence
we return to silence,
yet we fear it.
For it is purchased in small quantities
at high price and keeps company
with Quakers, convicts, the condemned
others of ill and some of great repute.
So we are wise
in our fear of it.
Should touch it carefully -
as we would a far distant chalice
taken at communion
of consecrated grape juice
or even wine.
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3/11/2026 12:03:30 PM # 1.0.0
This a perfect, poignant and lovely poem. The silence that surrounds our living and dying is expressed with an empathy and love that rings from the language.