One Single Impression: Inner Voice

19 Jul


Translation Needed

She doesn’t speak in words,
this inner voice of mine.
She takes the long way ’round,
the scenic route.

She leads me through forests dressed in moonlight,
and past fields of dark-eyed flowers.
She comes from a land of feathered trees
and heart-shaped butterflies.

I speak to her in the simplest sentences,
She answers in riddled landscapes.
I don’t know what we mean,
but I bet she does.

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6 Responses to “One Single Impression: Inner Voice”

  1. sundaycynce July 19, 2009 at 7:06 pm #

    Love your fabulous concrete images—esp. those in stanza 2!!!!

    Yes, indeed, I bet she does.

  2. Whitesnake July 19, 2009 at 9:05 pm #

    No one ever understands but I do…..

  3. Jim July 20, 2009 at 3:17 am #

    Nara, I might follow your inner voice. She reeks of unrestrained fantasy! Maybe my inner voice could get together with yours. One problem, I don’t like feathers. 🙂

  4. SandyCarlson July 20, 2009 at 11:23 am #

    She who takes the scenic route will wait for you!

  5. Quietpaths July 20, 2009 at 8:31 pm #

    Beauty and mystery always seem to go hand in hand down this lane.

  6. gabrielle July 22, 2009 at 11:05 pm #

    No words needed here. But it’s the language we have. And i always enjoy yours.

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