Voices

Voices
echoing from the past
like cascading waves
one
two
three
And out of the silence
one voice returns
that I never thought I'd hear
again

It brings with it
every doubt
every unanswered question
every lingering thought
that was never thrown away

I should know better
than to keep these things
tucked away.
They always return
when
I
least
expect
it.

©2003, David Paul Guzmán. This work may not be reproduced in any form without permission from the author.