Things That I Have Poem by John Champion

1. the silence
(out of which the words rise
like grey palls
and to which the words return)
containing all meaning

2. the space
(between the stars
that widens and deepens and darkens
the closer I focus on it)
containing the future

3. the dream
(formerly obvious in sleep.
Now overwhelming even by day)
through which I wander

4. the memory
(once relentless and savage
now lingering and numbing)
of my lost love's stirrings.

17 March 2006