Touching the doorframe
The sound of joy intrudes
my very ears
And fills my heavy eyes
with tears of joy
Then I receive
a very warm welcome
From the Sun's heat
which slightly fades
When the crowd begins to touch me
Hugs from family or friends?
I can not tell.
So my heart beats
Soon, the rhythm of drumbeats
out sounds the noisy crowd
Then an unexpected presence
of silence arrives
And a whisper slips into my ear
encouraging me to pass of
A few words of thanks
to those who came
To my birthday party
My tongue begins
to push out words
As my tears run free,
although the breeze comforts me
Then her soft hands hold mine
And her voice tell me,
that she loves me.
Though if only
my blind eyes
would make contact once again
With her soulful hazel ones
that I last saw,
four years ago
Then I'll surely be,
Set free