Blessing

The world is silent
So must I be.
Spinning around
in a circle of tears
My sadness is far from
brimming
Because the silent world
goes around too.
And never forgets
who to touch next.
May I know you
like the world?
Always moving
but never
changing?
May my orbit be
sure and unquestioning?
Show me the world,
oh my soul,
For until I know
love, I cannot
be sent away
alone.