observing how quiet it seems lately
falling to sleep with quiet all around
the only sound as I listened hard
was a cricket breathing
somewhere in the distance
waking up in quiet too
not a bird, not even a car, breaking the silence
enjoying the peace
of an unusually still world
then in the place where I'm most use to quiet
while kneeling in a silent church
I am moved to tears
by the sounds I hear
instruction on the new mass parts
that we'll be singing
in preparation for the coming new year
and not only are the mass parts unfamiliar
and jarring
but the instruction is not being given by the familiar voice and face
that's been instructing us over the past several weeks
in the beautifully composed music he has written himself
as we've been attending mass where our son had been leading worship
in our own preparation
for his farewell
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