running

March 23, 2011

silence. the world sleeps while I toss and turn.
weird dreams awaken a longing inside me
that I haven’t felt for a very long time.

emptiness. the comfort of warmth is hiding.
I am left to guess, ponder and consider
whether I understand your real truth.

sadness. your promises have not been kept.
running without words! you are supposed
to be my support. pillar. like I am yours.

silence

March 1, 2011

silence, the sweetness of your sound
vibrates through my entire body
settling into my core, shaking the dust,
wiping the lintel above my soul

my friend the wind, torturous sounds
like the wolf howling after the kill
warm and cold all at once, simmering
this chill inside my timid heart

silence. silence, how I love your sound
moving aside my fears, watering
the seeds of my happiness, washing away
the doubt of who I always am