she watched her move
gracefully and quiet
she moved with purpose
but she remained silent
her eyes betrayed her though

HOLLOW eyes pierced into mine
they reflected my future
they dug out my past
i stared back at the endless pits that seemed to draw me in
and reached out a hand to save us both

i touched glass because i was looking in the mirror
she was my reflection and her touch was cold
her tears trickled down her face
sad
angry
confused

we stared endlessly

Have you ever heard the wind blow
as silent as the night
a breeze on a summer day

Have you ever heard a small whisper
that gives you hope when you had none
like invisible crutches propping you up

Have ever found yourself mumbling
words you did not speak
but sound familiar all the same

That is the spirit wind
wind which is conceived by love
Love which is made of you
you who is made by God
God who speaks to you in that small still voice