Silence is deafening

Sometimes

silence is deafening

there is something special about being connected with another

to have them there

on the the other end

of that invisible bridge

that binds us one to another

across that bridge

come many things

Some are not pleasant

anger

hurt

And yet across that bridge
that tether

come love, and hope

sometimes even faith

sometimes even God

that connection is 

feed and nurtured

by sharing

of time, and energy

love and talk

but sometimes

there is silence

and when the tether still exists

that silence is deafening

it is like

God

or love

or someone we are tied to by history or heart

has simply hung up

and there we are

still on the line

listening to the crackling silence

it may be death

or merely a rendering that feels like death

that leaves us hanging there

in that silence may I hear

the still small voice 

of God

and know that I am not alone