NaPM April 7, 2018

[Todd]

don´t listen with your ears

when the noise is too much,
though you already became
almost deaf to the world
you run away in the night,
to take a swim in the lake
and the silent darkness
becomes transparent and melts
into the indifferent firmament.      
the calm surface mirrors the tiny stars
with you floating below them,
among them, as you listen
to their orchestral voice.
the melodies swell like a tide.
it is this music
that rips up the sky.

I love the last two lines and the suggestion that there's something more than we can perceive beneath the surface so to speak. Its a solid metaphor.