In Confidence

Sometimes

There is a whisper

Under the layers of nature

Or life

 

It has traveled so far

And is nearly lost

But I’ve heard it

 

Weaving itself so tight

To my ear

Up against the drum

And yet

It remains a whisper

 

Its soothing syllables

Reach inside

Like missing parts

Returned

The inflection of my soul

The round sounds of wholeness

 

I am awakened

From the terrible dream

That you have gone