Your Voice

       By Huilan

One day suddenly a strange voice

Whispers in my ears

It attracts me like a magnet

When I am thirsty

I image that voice is a glass of water

I drink it without thinking

That voice can quench my thirst

Only a few days ago

No matter if it speaks or sings

Your voice is the food I need

Sometimes I feel your voice is a tree in a fairy tale

Day by day it’s growing strongly in my heart

With deep roots and luxuriant leaves

Every moment when your whisper’s gone

It is so quiet and dark

Your eyes are like a sign

That points where my home would be

While the world is silent

My heart is filled with your face

And your face fills the night