Translator

Stranger to both lands,
Native to one,
Feeling the way,
(Blind and blindfolded)
From where I am
To where (I know not)
I want to be.

Me

'I contain multitudes',
But only one can reign;
I shan't fly on coloured wings
From a shredded shell,
But, snake-like, shed my skin
And save my fangs.

Silence

This is the moment
Where the world forks
And both, for a moment,
Are 'the path not taken'
And the pending decision,
A split-second away,
Sings solemn siren-songs--
This is home,
And I am at peace
In the grey spaces
Where silence resounds.