One Voice, Singing in the Darkness*


I sing for no one
a song few understand,
words in a secret tongue
known by my heart and taught
only to those few who have
passed through patient enough
to ask for a translation,
happy enough to hum along,
until they learn my words,
until a new song catches
their ear, and they are gone.
Still I keep singing,
on and on, the only song
I’ve ever known,
a love song to no one.

(*Thank you, Barry Manilow, for one of my favorite songs of all time.)