…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