Now You Learn (All Silent Still...)

The silence of the spaces
the pain of all these places
between words and hurts
and now you learn…

The burned hand teaches best
but what about all the rest
and I never could stand the silence
and I never could stand the sound…

The word in the book
the story in one hurt look
cold wind blows across
and fans the ember fires…

Burned hands
and learned hands
now you learn
and its all silent still…