CALL ME BELOVED

I can endure silence, even embrace it.
It is not an absence but it’s own beauty,
an attentive companion content to listen
and let you fill it with your own sound.

it is not the loneliness I cannot bear,
the one I carry inside myself.
it hides around corners, I catch it
outside windowsills, briefly –

like floaters in your eye
it’s too quick and subtle
to really understand,
to make a friend.