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this is where silence and freedom come together. in whatever form that means.


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To Speak or not to speak
that is the question.
But if I don't speak or you don't listen,
What does that mean to me?

The tides come in and reach a shore
of which I'm not certain anymore
and risk my footing sliding more
until I wonder whatever for?

To Say or not to say
in affection or in respect,
How do I know what I feel
When I'm not sure of you?

Your tide now washes over me
no chance for me to really see.
Your true intention could only be
Something that comes to me for free.

To Lust or not to Love,
I find within myself
A hidden set of inner eyes
that wait to see a sky or sound.

A touch thats not felt or near
my mind is only what I fear
its not the finger that is queer
its just a strand that I hold dear.

To Listen and not to fear
my mind just races from whats real.
Could I one day calm a mind?
I only know what I only know.

I want to stop and listen clear
to all that I want to hear
but this and that will give no slack
while I truly start to feel.

--August 10th 2007