You are neither day nor
night
Dawn, dusk, dark or
light.
You are neither sound
nor song,
Nor is there any shade
so strong
That could define you,
dear friend.
You who have gone so
long
Without a word
Without a whisper
A suggestion
A glance
A single drop of
something,
Anything
That
reveals your existence.
Yet
you cause the wind to blow away.
You
dare the shadows to lie beneath your feet and tired eyes.
You
whistle, you hum,
You
throw a stake at the nothingness
When
you feel anger you shout
But
the shout comes in a wave of thunder
Bursting,
burning,
That
hate you let out
It
twists and turns
And
it is no longer a shout
But
a single phrase
You
say to another ear
But
mine.
