I
am
one
lone
voice
that is
silently
and slowly
whispering
a song that
echoes so
faintly
fading
in the
cool
air
in
a
flicker of time.
Like the side
of a candle
at the edge
of your vision,
the sound of
my voice, its
fragile refrain,
seems to draw
your attention
as it waxes
and wanes.
16 MAY 2003
