your voice —

precisely as i remember it

— only now, stronger still, more nimble,
like hands.

in this voice people put their future
(or in many voices like this)

drawing them up from invisible wells,
steering wheels out of labyrinths,

holding a human face.
such voices could pilot helicopters

through crises-riven regions on rescue-missions,
carry out open-heart surgery on babies,

play a musical instrument.
one might want to avoid such voices

some times; after all, they call for confrontation
with despair as a precursor of peace

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