wake-up call

or… The innocence of ignorance is contrary to the innocence of the silent heart.

woke up in bed with nothing in my head just
silence, I turned over and there they were
speaking to me, entire, consecrated in another being

I heard nothing felt nothing just lay looking
then knew their inward sound, articulated in
an inward mouth I had not known before they

transgressed the meaning of my former life
which ended moments before my body
rotated into heaven, such minimal effort

I had never expected only just to hear
afresh in unintended age the words
spoken best by love but any means will do

the words that come from words themselves
with nothing to do with me but
everything to do with the you I’m meant to be