Speak up, my friend

speak up, my friend

your words are blowing in the wind

i think I heard one of your thoughts

clinging to the rocks

in the canyon my dreams visited last night

but when I looked again

there was no sound

so I don't know whether it only was

my vivid imagination

or a tremor of your soul - 

speak up, my friend.

Author's Note

Image of Kilimanjaro, Tanzania.