Illustrations by Kate Gillett

I have wandered into my silent places 
with flickering candle
held grimly between tight fingers.
And I have fallen in love,
With all the whisperless space
Aching inside of me,
the Opus of my Spirit,
this wordless poetry
that I cannot tell you
and can only be felt and heard
by hands and heart
that somehow 
already know this road.

It is not that I would turn you from the road
Only that its footholds
are privately revealing
in a magic space
in a torpedoing gravity
of destiny,
and you are standing at the very first road sign
bewildered and wondering
and from behind the veil
I am weeping
for all the directions
you do not know.


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