Now

I showed you my hands
They were empty
I used to have active fingers
Nimble. Always had so much to say
Silent now

Stillness resonates
I’m defined more, now,
By what I don’t say
Don’t notice

I hear a voice in the wind, now
But I can’t understand
Mind has gone blank
I don’t even try

Stone and wind, flame and tide
There must be a pattern here
Numb fingers fumbling
Sightless eyes seeing
I must learn to speak again
Now

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