Hollow eyes that see through all
Quiet lips that cast a pall.
Slowing moving, rocking still
Rhythmic wonder gives a chill.

Haunting silence through the day
Hands with magic, never play.
Dancing, lilting through the night
Dream with angel's quiet might.

Mystery babe, the heart runs deep
Child of God does never sleep.
Song of silence - perfect one
Soul of earth and rain and sun.

Answer not to be in store
For many, many ages more.
Mist and whispers all abide
Around you now, but all inside.

Hollow eyes - when will they turn
To look in love, to live, to learn?
Dignity, love - they must exist
To free the angels from the mist.

Marianna Bond
8816 Ashcraft Drive
North Richland Hills, TX 76180
bondnrh@flash.net