Your voice, signature of person as it exists,
lives to be found in the stories you tell.
It lurks behind the words you speak,
between the gaps in your breath
and within the way in which you punctuate your text.
But–it also is in every part of your gestures, your laughs
expressions the voice to which others bear visual witness.
Oh, how does your face alight when your loved ones call you?
and how does your laughter ring out when you hear a joker’s tale?
Your joy distinct, and your sorrow unique
A footprint of its very own,
caught in the strides of your name and self
and that voice, that individual, irreplaceable voice
lives to be found in the stories told about you.