In Search of Sound

From the depths of my heart

there’s been not a word

Silence - by Henry Fuseli

no audible voice

no sound to be heard.

For desires deep within

lay hidden and low

now seeking sound

wanting to grow.

The prospect is fearful

allowing voice found

ending my silence

exposure with sound.

Cautiously waiting

what will I hear?

You had every reasonto stay silent in fear?

Or will gently His whispers

be spoken to soul

“I love you my daughter,

I’m making you whole.”

His hope in the wait

for fears to subside

vision gains voice

no longer to hide.

Clearly a process

I’m meant to pursue

one step at a time

being made new.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present

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