Them,
Hear
Them?
Voices,
Calling,
Whispers
In
Water,
Shapes
In
Shadows,
Faces
Glimpsed
In
Rain
Flowing
Down
The
Window
Pane,
Murmurs
In
Music,
Tucked
Between
The
Low
Notes,
Beckoning,
Offering
A
True
Reckoning,
And
They
All
Say,
‘Weary
Of
The
Everyday?
Come
Away,
Come
Away.’