The Silence of Presence

Do you fly through the clouds
words which escape my tongue?
Do you live in my dreams
answers to which I have none?
Do you hide when I close my eyes
searching for value I am told?
Do you wait for me now
when silence is too loud to behold?
Do you know my worth
is based not on what I do,
but why I bridge from there to here,
and how from old to new.