poetry wednesday : i have no wings.

“People turn to poetry in times of crisis because it comes closer than any other art form to addressing what cannot be said.” – W. S. Merwin
I Have No Wings
-Richard Shelton
but since I have feet I can walk
since I can walk I will arrive
and when I arrive the place will be there
if there are stairs I will climb
if there is water I will swim
if there are words I will speak
when I am desired I will be chosen
when I am chosen I will take my place
when no one else is near me I will be alone
a tired man carries only himself
a frightened man carries himself and his shadow
a vicious man carries the weight
of all he would harm
a loud voice is a stranger in any land
if there is silence let me guard it
a low voice rules its own country
if there is love let me hold it
a small room is enough to contain me
if there is hope let me give it a home
