Wednesday, February 6, 2008

ODE TO A FEELING WITHOUT A NAME

To revert nothing but trust,
To watch each word light the day
To be blind to all but those words
To exist with trust in these words
Like morning dew, my words

To all that is wrong yet needed
To all that is new yet feared,
To all that is tested without time
I unveil my night without shame

In my nakedness I find warmth
A bizarre language, ageless to all but I
To speak in one tongue devoid of all expectation
To place hope in trusted hope beyond hope

I sail with nothingness
I sail in nothingness
My strength renewed from nothingness


Boyce 2008

Dedicated to a true friend uncoded.