no lack of voice, despite my sore throat (12.2.10)

I

I knew the angel

but before I could show you,
before I could sing her song,
she split

maybe I was too concerned with hearing my voice,
with you hearing my voice,
my
voice

maybe she left to teach me that it ain’t my song,
that it ain’t my voice,
that her voice is around all the time
whether my throat is healthy or not

II

the song does not call for my voice at the moment

so I’ll be what it needs

I defer to the divine wind.
when it blows through my throat again
you’ll hear my song,
her song through me,
my voice