I’m Sorry The Society October 5, 2012 Poetry By Aubrey Henderson The sweet silence evades me these long days, When I can close my eyes and hear God speak, Without words, He dissipates the dark haze, Occupying my being with the grand mystique. I never wanted to cause affliction To you or any sentient being, Yet in my confusion and addiction To Self, I’ve hurt you without foreseeing The ripples that would fill the universe. For every action good or bad results In blessings for all or eternal curse. In cursing you it’s I that I insult. We are all the body of creation, Scorn for others is our own damnation. Aubrey Henderson is a poet living in Utah. Click here for other poems by Aubrey Henderson. Related Post ‘Hope’ and Other Poetry by Neil Dachstadter Hope What task be done, you thought was not? What asked and sought, forgot, was wrought? What strain was set against a blow? As gain unfet... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.