A Scratching or a Whisper

Far easier to tell you by your voice:
It lingers on in silent walls
More than in singing wind
But it is through the wind we gather.

I wonder if it’s rather wind or walls
That carry on one’s radiance;
More than in wind, in walls
You change and move and live.

A scratching in the wall, a whisper of the wind –
The startled ear perceives
What to the searching eye is hidden
By walls, or wind.

June 6, 2023