The Sound of the Second Hand

The Sound of the Second Hand
Yong Wan Choi 02.26.08

A small sound in the room
seems to draw near
then passes and fades away

Where did it come from—I turn my head—
and where did it quietly go

Suddenly it returns
and rings in my chest

Footsteps we tread together
one step fearful, two steps astonishing
with every echo striking the wall a tree ring winds on

From one corner of the universe that never comes back
walking together into the far-off void

this majestic breathing