Thursday, May 7, 2009

The Silence of the Ashes

The blog visitor: Why no update?

My muse goes into hibernation
I do not know why

And when it stirs
and struggles in the cocoon
and finally breaks free
into the light of the day

it gets singed.
No colourful wings.

Only ashes.

The struggle to be born
to fly about
to exist
the pain of death

lost in silence.