Hearing silence: deafening.
There is no shame in deafness.
Not in hearing lies the fault.
I strain my eyes at silent walls,
dull with grey, speckled by doubt,
and wonder if vision's gone awry.
Why do I look?
Walls will not change of their own.
They have no voice to speak.
Yet there is a voice that speaks.
No use wondering why I don't hear it.
Perhaps all I need ... is listen.