The Quiet One

She's the one they never seem to see...

Her power to disappear

Is simply amazing

One moment she's there,

Standing quietly

Barely noticed

Like a tree in a forest

That one looks at

But never really sees.

Next she becomes

A stone upon the ground

Unnoticed

Except by the most observant

And even then

Seen as merely

Another common detail

to their surroundings.

She sits,

Immersed in the world

Of her own thoughts

Her own words

Her own feelings

Which make up all she is.

Though still

She observes much,

Watching through the window

Of her world into theirs

She memorizes

The sound of their walks

Their shoes

Their voices

That all resonate

About her.

When they think

The details are gone

Lost upon the air

It is she

Who soaks them in

With a spongent memory.

Once in a while

She'll open the door

From her world

Into theirs

Merging

The two worlds of thought

To see what goes on

When opposites mix.

She watches

With curious and keen eyes

The antics

The drama

The conflict

Of human nature

That play out before her

As all the worlds a stage

Reviews

[Enigma]

Wonderfully written. Captures the feeling of being invisible to the eyes of the world very well. Simple and straight-forward write. Loved it! :)