Let Shadows Speak
Led shadows speak now
Of things merged in dusky depths
A bridge brimmed with vows
In the silence hear
The breaking heart of deaf trees
Rinsing the blind love
The web shakes tighter
Shackling the wings cry for help
Joy glistens with tears
The bird mutes its wait
A spider descends to feast
From talons of fate
Leaves are dry of tears
There is no trace of dead things
In dawn's drops of dew
The nightingale sings
Impervious of my pain
It's homage is kind
I hear silence now
Footsteps of sun on my skin
Love's soft wings are webbed
Day throws a bright net
Over my dreams, the seed sleeps
Till the soil is wet.
Deaf trees break my heart
Roots stab again the soil's eye
And groan in its stead
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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