Once upon a never
In a place never found
The rhythm of my chances lost
Reverberated through the brittle ground
I searched through my distant memories
Looking 4 a trace
Of a man who once
Ran with the wind
Now standing silently in place
I tried 2 paint a picture
With words on a silent wall
Yet, when I completed my mural
I heard no sound at all
Observing the subtle texures
Of the colors as they dried
I realized the man within the mural
Couldn't speak though
He vainly tried
Never will words impart
What a heart
Truly feels
Until a heart finds
A silent place 2 heal
Never will colors used
Frame the
Meaning of the Muse
4 a soul cannot speak
2 a heart that will refuse
People gathered around the mural
With polite curiosity
They shook my hand
And I thanked them
4 their generosity
They knew I was an artist
Once critically accliamed
But in my heart I knew the mural
Depicted silent sketches
Of a man in pain
When all had left
Who had gathered
I tried desperately 2 recall
The precise moment in time
My heart took such a precarious fall
Within, I felt the fatefull moment
Was when she walked away
Leaving a broken man
Without a plan
And nothing left 2 say
Never will words impart
What a heart
Truly feels
Until a heart finds
A silent place 2 heal
Never will colors used
Frame the meaning
Of the Muse
4 a soul cannot speak
2 a heart that will refuse
A soul cannot speak
2 a heart that will refuse