your voice evokes the silences of my soul to listen
to the heatbeat of the vast echos that pulse so loud
cast out are the nuances of time, they have no place
broken are the turgent idylls of an escapists thoughts
speak thus then, and I shall hear, with ears open wide
within the void, comes a sound, not heard by the foolish
too hard-hearted are they to hear, what is softly said
love casts its spell, and I am bewitched by its curse
this soul, once trounced and defeated, now comforted
be still then, my soul, listen, listen to the sounds of hope
desire the cadence of its tone and be at one with its life
harken to the inflection of its voice and be entranced
bedeviled or bewildered, twixt heaven and hell, I shall hear
say whatever is your pleasure, this soul, open, faintest not
Susie
© Feb 2004
intersting... really your poetry shows me that you are a good and realistic and logic based poet... and the ideas and subjects are enough new and the way you do it is fantastic... yeah I mean it and love this piece of poem very much..and hope my petry will also touch your heart if go through seriously..and let me know if its ok to your taste of soul...