I Cannot Speak

I cannot speak        
Of winter’s breach      
Of blossomed ghosts      
In ballads neath      
       
Or form the flowers        
In fallen spray      
In lumbered ease      
With burning rage      
       
Or take you back        
Into the day      
My soul was split        
In darning pain      
       
Where came to life        
The suffered thorns      
In rust of memories,        
The echoes warn         
     
The panthering limbs        
In shadows tarry    
Hands palm up      
This fate will carry    
       
My heart continues      
A resounding quest        
Breathing slowly        
Towards its death        
       
It carries the stillness        
Of what’s beneath      
The winter’s breach      
I cannot speak