Stir

I am about to stir the silence in me

A sound in the darkest hour 

A cloud in the blue skies

A thought in a vast mind 

Brushing against the  wall

Like a cats tail at midnight 

A dream of sight by the blind

The barren dream of a child 

At an orphanage somewhere  

The sadness of a smile 

The innocence of a child 

Can be found in the hard times.

--IRM