When a song is sung
When a poem is uttered
When the ocean whispers
When the mountain stands strong
When a tree bends in the wind
When sunset closes a day
When a star falls from the sky
When the morning murmurs over the land

I cover my ears
I shut it out
I hide from the waves
I crumble
I break and fall
I close my eyes
I don’t make a wish
I squeeze my eyes shut tighter

I welcome pain
I welcome hurt
I welcome tears

I want nothing of murmurs
I want nothing of joy
I want nothing of wind or oceans
I want nothing…