Silenced.
Voice no longer heard,
Heart no longer sings.

Quiet.
She had sang before,
Fear grew deep within.

Magic.
She feels it in symphonies,
Dancing in the streets.

Sacred.
Music is to her,
The earth no longer moves.

Present.
Today she sings alone,
Like a Siren lost in the deep.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros