light posted by imani , Saturday, September 25, 2010 at 1:59 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

carefully descend and
drown the words trapped
inside your mouth,
craving for and carving

the next second with fire
burning your shadow
the impossible becomes fathomable
and your windswept hair

caress the air, with your
fingers gently searching
the twists and turns of this soul

your silence force the stones
open, carrying the sweetness
that dwell in one momentary hum.