That sliver of nothingness
O you, who are so distant,
yet so intimate in
your silent possession of me –
Am I loving the Unknown,
rather than you?Is it the distance we keep
that breeds our intimacy?O unknown one,
why does your voice
hold such richness for me –
a richness that brightens
my waning heart.O breath of life,
am I searching for the stars
of a dream never to be?Is there only this oblivion
outside of death?
Copyright © Adel Gorgy 2011 Photograph The Unknown World after Cezanne (Antoine Dominique)
Cross-Cultural Communications Art & Poetry Series Broadsides # 44
