Tuesday, November 17, 2009

A life to be lived in happiness

Through the silence

Her heart falls.

Through the ambience,

Her throat calls.

Through once broken fragments

It turns.

Through the once fulfilled pieces,

It yearns.

In the mixture of bravado and sound

She finds meaning.

In the tightness that abounds

She finds truth.

Though the walls threaten

Through the walls make no mistake

She rises from the toll.

She will not be laid bare

As in times past.

She will not be made to stare

As other bask.

Now the speller agrees

The one who sees all.

This time the world turns

And finally hears lonely her call.

1/16/09

No comments: