How.... ?

solitude,longing

HOW….


How can a silence
Be so noisy and loud ?
How can the distance
Be so close , yet so far?

How can the "not seen "
Become so concrete ?
And the lack of the physical
Percepted so deep ?


  No hands do touch me
  And still my skin awakes;
  No tender breaths invade me
  And yet my mouths  inhales;

  My eyes do not see you
  And still they believe
  In the depth of your own
  They find their relief.

How can the dark night 
Suddenly become
In  the realm of the dreams ,
A kingdom of the Sun ?.......