Friday, June 12, 2009

The Observer

I sit in silence,
Like a hostile witness
Concealed cleverly
Behind blinds.
I dare not blink;
Lest my movement provokes
Any suspicion
Of impending lethargy.
I watch;
I do not implore
Against that which is unseemly
Or applaud
That which represents beauty.
Stillness is my forte,
Firm and rooted I stand.