poems, die gesprochen wurden II

[the wind arrived yesterday
I find myself laying
in it, with it
it's a part of me.

And it's been a few months now
since I first felt like the rain;
maybe I should stop asking why.]

I find comfort in phenomena
no more space for stillness
passiveness, leave me alone!
I have a voice now.

I wanna hear you sing
I hope it makes you shout!
embrace what the curtain revealed
now that the fog has disappeared.

to bring light into darkness
to bring power to the people
healing the suffocating blindness
I was too numb to see.

you spoke volumes when I heard fractions
you were yelling against the winds surrounding me
taking away the truth of suffering.

I close these young eyes
whilst sunlight shines through rustling branches
its force finally unfolding
life itself

And when I close these eyes
I see myself
caught in a hurricane of voices
too windy to hear you yelling my name

who dared to not let me see what's true!
[I just hope it wasn't me]