(with thanks to Carrie Newcomer whose lyrics inspired it, and a nod to Stevie Nicks)
There is a voice in my mind, just beyond silence; just beyond sound
I recognise its resonance deep in my bones, just beyond hearing; just beyond thought.
I recognise its resonance deep in my bones, just beyond hearing; just beyond thought.
I feel it on my skin, like feathers, like grit, just beyond contact; just beyond thought.
It howls with the wind, crashes like waves, it is as sharp as a bird’s beak, as sweet as its song,
it echoes like canyons, and babbles like brooks, just beyond thunderous; just beyond sigh.
it echoes like canyons, and babbles like brooks, just beyond thunderous; just beyond sigh.
I can’t discern meaning, I cannot catch words; just beyond earshot, just beyond grasp
but I might learn its secret though hidden within; the voice is possibly mine.
but I might learn its secret though hidden within; the voice is possibly mine.
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 19 July 2015
© 19 July 2015
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