It hears all yet does not reply
Knows my woes but not my plight
Remembers all and immediately forgets
Shoulders the burdens I would not share
Mother's kiss and father's word
Lovers' smile and friends' worth
It can draw lines from sealed lips
Conjure images from scattered dreams
And give voice to the silent and mute
Hope to the beaten and hurt
A taste of victory however small
Or defeat if you're honest at all
It might speak if you listen close
Inspire if you continue to pour
From one bottomless well to another
Till thirst is sated and appetite recovered
For all the wonders it does not understand
And all the pain it could never bear
Just give it you as you know you are
And I promise it will not judge
And if you ever come back to read it again
After the ink has dried, aged and sat
Cry, laugh, question and reminisce
Accept the pause of the paper
That little moment of peace