'11 Silent Pen

The world no longer speaks to me
Within light, my eyes feel closed
At night, my mind remains empty
No longer hear sounds of vibrations
How long will I feel or be lost?
The touch of sweat or smell of ink...
I'm in need of your thoughts and words
speak to me or make a joke of me
Tame me with your currents and winds
Help me to wake and seek your light
for I no longer wish to sleep with darkness
Take me to your beautiful days
Enlighten me, please, once more
Absorb my soul to assure it's okay
Feed me your nature
Remind how you'd nurture
Enlighten me, please, once more
wrestle my brain to the lexicon buffet
Remind me how our words would play...
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