in the darkness
i found my fingers,
my face in the lining of the
landscape.
i started walking backwards,
wondering if i would somehow trip
yet it didn't happen
and i found a way
into the stillness
and the darkness changed.
my fingers elongated
like tree limbs
reaching for the sun
even as it slept in this place
and frolicked on the other side.
a voice crept toward me
familiar and unique,
unheard of before.
pleased that it found me
i listened harder, deeper,
imagined it moving inside my throat
in the box where language
turned into sound.
yet it belonged elsewhere
and i was simply a vessel
that gave it entrance and
a stopover,
i was still getting accustomed
to my face.
the darkness grew until
it became the reason,
the stillness in its conviction
and confidence.
the stars no longer held
false hopes and fabrications,
they simply were
and i left them be,
they deserved the peace and quiet.
i started walking forward,
not fearing how i would take the steps.
in the darkness
i found my strength,
my heart in the lining of the landscape.