I used to

I used to write poems.
Now I just allow the words to sometimes dance
a dance so beloved.
And then I hide them, as if I’m afraid
they would fade, that the dance would loose it’s charm…

I used to speak them – the Words
that I wanted to hear.
Now I just listen, I eavesdrop on Silence
that does not wish to tell me…

I used not to dare.
Now I don’t know how…

Dragon, 2000-2010, translation

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