Hidden in the shadow,
teardrops get lost,
to eyes out of sight.
A world of night.

And the moon cries,
like the wolf that howls.
No meat, just bone.
A world all alone.

Where feet fall,
words fell,
from lips in defiance.
A world of silence

The heart chills,
but its beat moves on.
Put ear to the ground.
A world far from sound.

Illuminate, radiate,
and still it is dark.
Look at it closely.
A world you see,

Does not include me,
but I point up to the stars.
At fingertips is sown,
a world all my own.

©2014, Myriam Heffels