Silence

Eyes, blank ,expressionless, 

Gaze heavenward, 

My soul wounded, 

I cried. 

Only my voice I heard! 

Was the Almighty an Echo, 

Cursed to lost his will, 

To speak on his own, 

Or a Narcissus was I? 

Then, one night, 

My soul wounded again 

I cried, cried and cried, 

My eyes closed, 

I felt my cries, 

Punctuated by a silence, 

God had answered. 

(His voice is the most silent) 

Versed in the linguistics of silence, 

My gaze turned heavenward, 

I saw the endless silence, 

Punctuated by my endless cries. 

My eyes turned spirited; expressionless.

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(2003)