I Hear Your Voice

 

I hear your voice, despite absence and distance;

Amongst clear skies, cloudy days, dark nights.

I wake up from fogged dreams:

And even then it seems

As if you are standing there.

I have a secret known to none.

I can listen to silence and the silence

Speaks in a language only I know.

I can hear it's words distinctly;

Decipher what it is saying to me now.

Often in the silence, I can hear your voice

Clearly, as when you walked by my side:

Ah, how lonely is the yearning heart

How fatigued the soul when it is tired.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

Please forgive if I’m wrong because poetry is always open to interpretation but what get from this write is the one that’s always there, God, nevertheless it’s an awesome piece.