Perceived And Heard Regardless

 Perceived and Heard Regardless…

 (Or First Movement of Beethoven/Ray Charles Symphony)

The words echoed;

no sounds were made.

Exploding images

illumed the darken realm.

Pity the ears that can

but do not hear;

Pity the eyes that can

but do not see.

Precious is the echoed imagery

painted on the silent

vibrating canvas

Stretched across the

womb of mind.

Moving fingers

having spoken and sketched,

move on—searching the silence.