i were deaf, dumb and blind to you

deaf.

i heard nothing

not even the grass, green
speaking leaves upon my heart

your voice, a choir
seamless, vociferous

 

dumb.

my feet barren, blackened 

no matter how many miles
i traveled

to find you

blind.

i wrote my heart

upon pages of books
ripped out a few sheets
put the most crucial drops of my soul

there

then wandered aimless meadows
where daises spoke to me
saying:

"Child, ssssssshhhh . . .


Awake." 

© Susan Marie 2011 

(Thank you, Aamir bhai)