Unheard Unseen

Gentle darkness, comfort quiet
a heart beat time to the light to be.
Born and cacaphonic spectra and
blaze of blazing sounds
lit up my life, a music of colour
a speech of light and shade
in tones of understanding.
I grew and knew myself.

But the shadows marched
first quiet unseen,
then crashed and thundered into the nothing
black blackness screaming silent fearplace.
Madness has come .
Madness the colour of nothing
and the sound of blindness
lullabies me in its forever womb.