Kelley

The Sound

I'm grasping for
You
Through the useless
Clutter,
The droning
Busyness,
The muffle of endless
Noise.
Your voice is louder
Clearer
The fine thread
Of meaning
I seek.
When I meet
You
And we face
Breath to breath
Will I recognize
You?
Will my life
Have been
Pleasing to
You?
Looking,
I'm awestruck.
The intricacy
Of a caterpillar's 228 muscles
In its head
Alone.
The abundance
Of one elm tree's
6 million leaves.
The vastness
Of the Huble's
350 million estimated galaxies.
And our
One,
The absolute delicate
Balance
Of water
And oxygen
For life on earth.
The undefinable
Beauty of
New life
And passing death.
In it
I see
You.
Help me mute
The nonsense.
I want
To hear,
With my own ears,
The sound of
You.

Cindy

Elegant