In Silence, the waves have stopped

By Josué Vargas

In silence, the waves have stopped,
the voices of the crowd fade
and the ones who would listen, are behind thick walls.

As the bud sprouted before the smile of the heavens,
there it found me, ripping apart my enclosure
traveling further than my wings could ever endure.

Then it resonated boldly inside of me:

“This is the time,
this child that has been growing in my mouth,
it’s screaming and asphyxiating me with its feathers.
I must release it before it kills me.”

So I did.

And I saw it, in awe,
filling up the skies with a haunting melody,
this melody was colorless and yet,
soaked in blue.

My heart fainted and my eyes,
my eyes were mist,
at the beauty trapped in me
for so long, in the cruelest captivity.

And then,
In silence, the waves have stopped,
the voices of the crowd fade
and the thick walls mock at my dismay.

Unaware of my resolve,
to put colors in that song and console that free child,
now in the open world, now unrestrained,
yet all alone.


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