Silence

Time passes as we discover ourselves
Greatness of being is felt
The sun is bright and invading
The circle is being violated
Green grass caresses the bodies
A flower in the distance feels the emotion
A neighbor in the distance smiles in remembrance
Alone again and together forever

Graven image of passion
Jealous revelation of life
The temple is an illusion
Love exists for us to discover
As the wind caresses my body
I hear the words I hunger for
But I shall never utter them

© 1998, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved