Rooted by a wild silence
A stillness too serene
"Show me!" my silence screams

Lumens of light pour into my eyes
Silence crashes about my ears
What is it about me that it so fears?

Hyper-aware as I stare and stare
The weighed down minutes pass:
How does one measure impatience?

Suddenly, a sound of rhythm
Alas, nothing natural or interesting
Only human toil, heard but not seen

As I leave, the wind and trees conspire
Talking a cryptic breathless language
That seems to whisper "He is leaving"