a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.

there are some poems
that we leave behind
some that leave us behind

while some just live
silently
in the heart

crumble, sometimes
dwindle
disappear
die

and are reborn
when you smile again.

poetry
melts my bones.
enters my blood.

and changes
its composition.

May the nights always be aglow
with the bliss of the day
with unharmed hands and feet
and kissed cheeks.

a single poem
the thing that can keep me
light on my feet,
when my soul is
heavy with sorrow.

poets. have
the toughest job
in the universe-

of turning silence
into eloquence.