Listening To The Voice Of Distance... Poem by RIC BASTASA

my talk need
not be my walk
as my silence
need not be yours
my completion is
not your presence
neither is my absence
your very own pleasure.
there are mysteries
that we always keep
we go into dark
corners making it
the most
we go out of the tunnel
fruiting into the silence
of our own light.
so i do not have
to bother you
by being with you
neither have you
to disturb me with
your instructions
on how to...
i am a boat in the middle
of the ocean
got no oars
neither a captain.
i float
at night looking at
the stars
listening
to the voice of
distance.......