The powerfull noise in my ears.

So overwhelming,
despite the humming sound on the streets.

In this noise i had found my silence.
Before I had hid, dodged,
for wide shoulders, and sharp elbows in the crowd.

Tiny, quite and invisible,
thats was that defined me the best,
what i did not wish for,
this November night.

But as small crystals,
tiny miracles of ice,
fell onto my shoulder, my glasses,
onto my lips,

I felt the feeling, the taste of life,
that always get reborned.

A headache threatened my head,
but now I will not move,
not dodge for the crowd,
the wonderful noise filled my aching head.

Strong as the sound,
as i wished this November night,
i had become.