In the silence of the darkness
when her heart became a tear
and memories rose around
her like the bars
that ringed the concrete chamber
perched upon a rusting pier
that stretched into an ocean
made of stars.
And in that place of whispers
when the dreams became too much
and half forgotten faces
framed a sound,
she forced the hand of reason
as her fingers stretched to touch
the voices singing
just beneath the ground.
And these voices sang of temples
and of steeples and of spires
that rose up to
a heaven falling down.
And when the darkness found her
and her heart became a tear,
the stars were scattered diamonds
in her crown.
And the stars were scattered diamonds
and the moon a golden ball
that rolled across the velvet
evening skies.
And the dreams were ones of flying
and of dancing and of joy,
and whispers were the moonlight
in her eyes.
In the silence of the darkness
when her heart became a tear
and memories wrapped
their arms around her tight,
the angel began smiling
at the voice that she did hear
for God was talking to her
on that night. |
Submission Name: In the silence of the darkness
