Empty Room from Inner Landscapes by Christel Veraart

for months this room stood empty
wept silence, squealed hollowness
every grain backed sail
while shivering its timbers

spread out virginal boards
yearning to be tread upon
exposed to the world
where drafts took all shelters

voids uninhabited
lying idle and forsaken
the land of shadows
has moored inside

an absence, so present
almost tangible to the world
entwined with darkness
I have become lost to the world

“local priest called today
and leaves this card with his blessing”
shooed away are the specters
and cast out my fears

today I entered
being enticed by stillness
Spread out virginal boards, like wings
Yearned to be freed

nobody lived there
though anybody could
my fantasy moulded a habitat
where paradise-birds could sing

sublime void of emptiness
where mirrors lack reflections
where nothing seems impossible
a room that dreams dreams

• Ambient
• avant garde classical
• cinematic
• female vocals
• global fusion
• instrumental
• United States