Tuesday, July 05, 2005

In My Ears

A whisper
That's all I heard
It was between my dreams
And the waking moment of morning

Again, a whisper
Softly nudging at my ear
Move aside it said
Move aside and give me space

Once more, another whisper
Loud and shocking, discomforting my eardrums
Compelling my eyes to open wide
Still red from their dream-full night

Slowly I pieced together the shape
Of where the whispers came
An abstract losing its dimensions
And complexity of colours

There it was
Simply stunning
And inviting
The shape of sweetness
The shape of Reason