Julia Klimenova - Wordless

Grappling in my head
For the word to say,
When my mind goes blank.
Like a barren desert
No ideas shooting
And the old ones withered.
Not a well with water -
My lips are parched.
Sand, wind, land
Infertile and cursed
With silence.
But then
Does it really matter?
If the desert people
Hear its wordless song,
Can't you hear mine?

Julia Klimenova

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wordless/