A tension in the sussura,
Murmurs, Conversations in the quiet
Too low to be heard too loud to be ignored
Proud but not confident
Sing to me of inhibition
Of choices not taken
Chances not chanced and hopes not hoped
Breathe me in your minutes
Borne of the differences,
Joy in the turning
Song threads
Piercing, hollow, hallowed heart
Sing to me of beginnings
Of songs ending
Of the quiet
Sing and in silence
Lost voice
Lost dream in the turning
Pelgris 