New Voice

voice

i press play
and close my eyes
as an attempt to focus
or maybe meditate.
i hear my voice
and it sounds different.
the one i have now
is a brand new voice
even though it still has the same frequency.
i listen a bit more and
it's as if someone else is talking
about things that don't matter to me anymore
even though they once
filled my every waking moment.
it's not part of who i am now.
and that feels good
because i know
that a few years from now
i will have the same thought.
i am not one person
i am many persons blended into one soul.
when the time is right,
one of them hibernates
while another wakes up from deep slumber.
i curl my fists around something i know for sure;
no matter how weak and shaky my voice is,
it makes a difference.
i let my vocal cords dance,
and the melody fills the surrounding medium
making ghosts of past life listen and learn,
and maybe dance along too.