Something else to say read diligently and left
No daylight or air
No easy breeze to lift
Nor nearby wind to scare nowhere places
Full of promise and potential
Waited out the fierce
Angles, iron works reaching
To the highest points of horizon
To the lowest depths worth searching
Still patience beyond
Breathes in heavy sighing
In differences in breathing
Air deep enough to extinguish fire
Air high enough to scare away a bird
Winds convinced they could blow
A house apart or a structure together
voiceless presence, these ghosts
So tamed to wilderness, to jungle
To the way things must be
Or could be
These living pasts worth missing in a blink
These sprawling out importance
In height and reach
The loudest voices
Were never our own!
