We are so fortunate to have our very own resident poet as part of the *cino community! For several years running, Elisabeth Wenger has been writing a poem especially for our annual Huss Future Festival. This year, the Quiet Park dedication provided the perfect occasion for her beautiful word-smithing:
As a bee going into a flower
for what it can find only there,
I go into the quiet place.
The bright bee, golden as a tiny god,
disappearing down the velvet throat
of silence singing.
I may wander there as a bee,
or butterfly, intent upon anything
and nothing, and I may keep
my peace, blooming my face
towards anybody else.
I will greet each flower and leaf
with a bumbling caress,
use my hands,
analyze nothing,
until the silence seeps in
and quiets the buzz inside my brain,
poor busy hive!
I go into the quiet place
alone,
And I may leave myself behind,
becoming myself a quiet place,
as the bee, entering the flower,
becomes somehow no longer a bee
for a time,
but the flower.
