Crying Whisper

If you listen clearly
To the whisper of a voice

You will hear
The plea for help

The silent cries
In the form of unspoken words

The vibrations of noise
Falling behind the speed of light

And if it all goes quiet
And the illusion of light dies down

Then don't fear
Because those whispers

Will be heard
And the soft spoken voice

Will blend in
To the speed of light

That resurfaces in a discoloured room
And infuse

With the vibrations
That was

Your crying whisper.