from an unpublished poem

from "Sky Dancing"


I search for the magical door
towards which I had been flying.
I find it not, instead I apprehend a quiet song that,
even as I hear it,
grows ever louder.
Louder and louder an inhuman voice calls wordlessly
and I am suspended
in a void.
Suddenly I realize I am not suspended, and
what I hear is no voice.
I hear the wind
in my ears
as I fall.