The View From Here

The View From Here

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Sleepwalking

Sleepwalking
         invisible, unseen,
silent and unheard

Heart aching,
    hands trembling
       eyes misted; one blink will betray me
choking on words I cannot speak, will not confess,
for admission lifts them from the shadows
         gives them flesh
 
Keeping to the shadows
       I creep into your courts;
Music is a balm to a weary soul
        the pain, the fear, the doubt
           the emptiness
                melts away,
Shadows dissolve in light

Bread and wine; a banquet,
            satiates
The torpor begins to dissipate;
Your touch, your voice soothe a troubled heart.....

Peace is fleeting
           Around me the teeming crowds flows
          Vague smiles never reach eyes
I remain invisible, unseen, silent, and unheard

But the shadows have faded,

the memory of your hand is still warm on my back.

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