Whisper to Me
Whisper to me
As you have for so long
Whisper to me
Those faint
Luminous shards
More than a glimmer
Less than a glimpse
Whisper to me
And I shall try to listen
For
Though my ears be dull
And senses
Not wholly within
Would run away with me
Still I shall turn them
Turn them away
Away
But not without
And small success
Surely following close
Will be quick
To sense opportunity
Whisper to me
© Allan Beveridge