silenced
i lost my voice
silenced
into a
swirling space
of faith
that doesn’t want to hear
a word from me
only my gift
moving like lightning
toward its firefly
© r.e.l. 6/28/10
i lost my voice
silenced
into a
swirling space
of faith
that doesn’t want to hear
a word from me
only my gift
moving like lightning
toward its firefly
© r.e.l. 6/28/10
This entry was posted on June 28, 2010 by robin. It was filed under poetry and was tagged with gift, innuendo, lightning, silence, trust.
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July 26, 2010 at 4:28 pm
thank you. an interesting moment to find words to describe the inability. thanks for your comment ….
August 4, 2010 at 4:53 pm
In it something is. Now all is clear, many thanks for the information.
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October 15, 2010 at 2:24 pm
Glad you enjoy my poetic musings on silence too..
October 15, 2010 at 3:52 pm
“But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most… he saw fireflies where there were none.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, The General in His Labyrinth
June 1, 2012 at 5:26 pm