There are no candles in this room <br />Only the natural light of our faces <br />is evident in this darkness. <br />And that is enough to expose us. <br />Only the utterance of our voices <br />disturbs this quiet, <br />And that is enough to besiege us. <br />There is no name for this room. <br />Only World has been coined for it <br />and spent with repudiation. <br />And that is enough to confuse us. <br />There is no room in this room. <br />Only that which we make ourselves <br />is all that can be claimed. <br />If you don't mind move the hell over...... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright ©2002 Ted G. Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-room-2/
