'In the wake of the hour
i hear my voice
echo louder than expected-
it is I that i hear breathing stronger
than the faint voice from before,
that timid sadness is lifted like
a new dawn,
no longer do i feel the passing of the clock
waiting for your exhale to reach me
for your body to complete me,
for your soul to awake me
i have lifted myself away from you
ready to take that journey back home.
by anda
Francois Hardy
