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The Big Question

March 12th, 2013 by Magdalena Tabor
What if that voice is silent?
Not so much as an echo
To my pebble tossed.
Standing breathless
Hand on heart
To glean but a word
Or a mutter of unintelligible
Response
That might be construed
As something.

So long silent, that voice.
More familiar
Than strange
In its absence.
The anticipation of footsteps
Stopping at my door
Are nothing but my own
Slippered feet.
A kind of muffled answer
To a question of such
Significance.

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One Response to “The Big Question”

  1. Michael Tabor Says:

    We all have doubts …nicely done

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