Silent Scholar

I’ve never felt a sound so sweet…
A sound so complete…
For a soul so in need of a reason to be…
These past few weeks have felt heavenly…
Perhaps I see too much into these moments in time…

Yet each time I hear your sweet voice, I rejoice…
Things are ok…
For so long my own voice had been devoid of any real speech.
I felt that an early end was meant for me…
Why even breathe…?
I had no real breath…
Hollow thoughts with no depth lead me to expect eternal worthlessnes…
The only sounds around were those that bound me to sorrow…

What went wrong…?
I couldn’t explain…
But then one day, things had changed…
Much like the winds which swiftly turn and sweep across the plains…
All that I had yearned for came to me through you…
You have been imbued with a divine essence
Your mere presence accentuates who I am…
Your heavenly voice validates the power of my pen…

You are…
A person who I can depend on until the very end…
A whisper in the dark…
A voice that stands apart and soothes me like a cool breeze…
A sweet sensation that my whole body feels…
As the rhythm of your voice leads me to hope…
That I will no longer be alone…
You are the beat of my heart…
You are my Sweet Echo…