Deaf One

In heaven, my friend,
you shall know the resonant power
of a whisper;
you shall delight
at the sound of the sea inside a shell;
the evening song of birds,
even the most timid,
will greet you joyfully,
and you will pause awestruck
at the slow
drip
of
a
clear
single
drop
of
water
on
stone.
There will be there especially for you,
a large and beautifully leafen shady tree,
whose silver leaves
you will hear
secretly speaking to one another
in the breeze.
He,
the creator
will have his back to you,
and murmur in his softest,
softest voice,
your name,
and the long-awaited welcome,
and
you
will
hear
him.