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On the marshes,
in the darkness,
          dawn breaks
a bird takes to flight,
a cock crows,
an owl calls out
water gently,


                                                            in the silence
                              against each other
in this empty place


someone, asked me, if I felt God there,
why there ?
why not here, in my lounge
    in the monastery on the Downs

God! ask another...

or ask God if she is here, or there
                                                    or wherever,


you’ll hear silence...
and, maybe in that silence
a cock will crow
or an owl,
                              might call out