My ears hear
what my eyes 
have been missing 
long lost melodies 
that meant much 
a quiet soundtrack 
to our silence 
the filling in 
between the layers 
lines and cracks 
making a pavement 

To what of
empty is lovely 
for doesn’t none 
beg for some 
why then is
silence only seen 
and never heard 
it might seem 
everything I know 
that has been 
empty has always 
been filled almost 
to the brim 
as if empty 
couldn’t be more 

I have found 
that patience is 
a key virtue 
in creating a 
life that works 
no more knee
jerk reactions or 
arrogance veiled in 
desires or wants 
but a listening 
to exactly what 
it is that 
my life needs 
in order for 
its own happiness 

I wonder if 
things are in
what we don’t 
notice until needed 
that maybe then
when before there
we made do
but now when 
said and done 
if only I 
had then maybe 
I’d have won 

Each step is 
a reflection and 
a reference to 
the one above 
and the one 
below and each 
one is a
chance to make 
the last one 
better than before 
or even after