Saturday, November 22, 2008

Here

I lost the long forgotten sound of nothing.
Falling soft and clear,
I think I've found it here.

Each tick and tock are so indifferent to my plight.
Peace seems nowhere near,
I think I feel it here.

Breathe deep the thick and frosty air so fresh.
Awaken thoughts sincere!
Swell and flourish here!

This mural pierces lungs and warms the heart.
Crystallizing tears
That find solitude here.

Boughs hang as a canopy and powder my head.
Melt and disappear,
I am baptized here.

I lost the long forgotten sound of something.
Falling soft and clear,
I think I've found it here.

- 2008