Fatima Matar فاطمة مطر
Silence is not empty, it's full of answers.
Mar 7, 2016
with all my words
I walked as if with a purpose.
The sky peered at its own beauty through yesterday's rain puddles.
Everything around me seemed to know,
the excited yellow Daffodils like happy school children,
the tree bark with its ancient coiling memory
the birds that looked down on me from above
with all my words,
with all my language,
with all my empty tired theories of when and why,
as if eyes wide open in a dreadful darkness, unable to see what lies before me.
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