…even if they speak in silence

Now I am alone
standing empty
and I am feeling empty
but still hoping
that the beauty of the night
will open the doors for me
to start a dialogue
with the stars again
to enjoy those small
vivid, jewel-like moments
when their voices whisper

I ache to watch the roses
wildly blooming again
and once more to taste
the return of autumn
to breathe in the fragrance
of the gentle winds
to stand alone in silence
beneath the rising moon
whose beauty is reflected
in the dark, still waters

the wanderer in my soul
yearns to seek
the greater mysteries
and the joys of a life
always greening
and then blossoming
all of the things
that life celebrates
I hunger for it
I want to remember joy again
and freedom from pain

I ache for my soul
to be released from tragedy
for my heart to be light
and to share the light
I want to wander
into a world of love
and turn my back
on the darkness
I imagine a new reality
that I can call my truth
where miracles are everywhere
even if they speak in silence
© Ann Bagnall