Silent
Silent the note holds the refrain
Poised at the ready the air becomes taught
Milliseconds drawn tight as a knot
Hooked on the line like a fish that is caught
Breaking the mold the movement begins
Rushing emotion floods into tears
Beauty and sadness turn round again
Toiled, exposed, upends the fears
This is where life starts and will stop
Raking the leaves of a destined door
Flip the bottom and it's now the top
Engage it endlessly down to the core
Posted by Richard Handley at 1:21 AM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment