I am the silent mind that hit a world
I wonder if all earth flutters into a silhouette
I hear the flow singing without substance
I see that harsh cord that binds us, wounding us
I want my solitary heart to keep on beating, beating
I am the silent mind that hit a world
I pretend that beneath your skin, beneath your eyes, you will understand
I feel numb among the thousand mouths that I have kissed
I touch the drops of anguish that have fallen as in a season of autumn
I worry our homes will drift , flutter into the empty distance
I cry, the wind stops, a body like those that have slipped
I am the silent mind that hit a world
I understand we have hit a world and I will stay with my two eyes
I say solitary has drained our blood to live again
I dream of breaking through the mountains
I try, without air, to live for the mourners
I hope, without sound, to crawl under all that is Nam
I am the silent mind that hit a world
I enjoyed doing this poem because it helped me realize what happens when things change. Either that being a person or the place you are newly situated in. It all takes accommodation or having to do what is right to you.
