Silent Ears

I went to the edge of the clearing
And I stood awry
Trees did not bend over
To talk to me
Leaves and grasses
​Made their sound in the wind
And squirrels wrestled with branches
All is alive
But not awakening me
The sun was bright
But the light did not wink at me
I stood still
And laughed with a bellow
Carefree exists here
In this land of the silent ears!
And even in the silence
There was not even the faintest voice
That constant drizzle of talk
With ghosts and fairies
In the darkness with the demons
The naysayers are dead to me
And the perpetrators are gone
My friends in the other-world
And after-world
See that I am asleep
And they are grateful
And so am I
And that tickle in my throat
That wants to respond
The pulse in my brain
That is trained for voices
Is no longer in a deep conversation
With anyone
Especially the imaginary
Or from the realm beside us
So I straighten up my posture
And give up wrestling with myself
And don’t wink to anyone
Anymore
They say,
She was part magician
She was part shaman
But now she is human
One hundred percent
So she is carefree
In this land of the silent ears!
This is a wonderful story
And it's my story.