JOURNEY


The doomed man does not weep.
It had been inscribed,
with hieroglyphs,
on the Gates of Talk and Wait.
No dreams, no hopes.
A woman waves farewell there.
She has begun her journey
out of speechlessness.
In agonizing torture she believed
no one's mourning her departure.
At the Gates of Talk and Wait
for many days a stranger waited.
The noises of silence
are the only answer to his quest.
She never knew the Truth,
and in the interval
between night and day
she can be seen throughout
the Gate of Never Again,
and there she still remains.
The doomed man,
with dry eyes,
stands staring in at
the front of the Gates.
No dreams, no hopes.
An endless wait.