The Voice of the Pages

Hushed words make loud songs.
A single sentence yet
tears fall
wonderful
magical

Voiceless pages shout a war cry
And rush into a battle
smothering
smoke
screams

They can dance to a tune
in perfect step
whirling
swaying
touching

They hide in closets
and hear all that is said
whispering
sneaking
spying

Read from left to right
chant, duel, run, fly
i wish
i may
i wish
i might