The Silent Song (Elder Parker) Poem by Imogene Wagner

I knew a man, who when my mind touched his
Became a blazing spark, and I a flame,
We moved our lips to loose the thought-sped words
And we had no thought for time or space or name,
Alive with philosophic truths, eyes shining,
So eager for the depths to be revealed,
Nodding heads as ideals traded, dining
On the meat of souls that learning zealed;

Cramming with an ardent question wonder
All of each into our mind to cling;
Until heads ached with our mental plunder,
Till stirred by minds embracing act we sing
A silent song or wordless love, and this
Is all I ask of man; the mind's shared bliss.

(July 14,1948)