like a stone

27 January 2006

to make up for yesterday’s silence:

I cannot feel
the earth’s grief anymore.
The shadows in my life
are far blacker
than the angry storm clouds.
The tears I shed
in the refuge of my solitude
have long gone cold,
colder even than
the rivulets of rainwater
which sluice through my skin.
Even the cries of the countless
years of suffering
that echo through time
in the howling wind
fail to move me.
Thus, I will make as a rock
and weather a thousand rains
until hopefully, the rain
will weather me,
and I shall feel again.


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