eyes closed

in the corner of my room

my back on the humid wall

the moon’s reflection illuminating the room

through the small window

the serenade of the crickets hopping on the outside

singing songs to the glory of  the moon

with no soul around me 

just the merciless silence

mean enough to not even react 

to my loudest breathtaking

and at the same time 

mercifful enough to let me

enjoy the beautifull musical display

the cricket are showing

raising the my heartbeat

at every new note they sing

bam bam

bam bam

there goes my heart

connecting to the silence

with the help of the music

Ja Fa