Carefully I wept in
the night, quietly in my private closet.
Making note of the
screaming silence that surrounded me.
So many hearts so
little time here in the world.
The darkness so bleak
so dismal.
Sleep leaves me and
then returns again as I remember those Who eternally sleep.
With my eyes closed,
I can make out the faint visions of the loved ones.
I left behind as I
live on so shall they live.
From a time of youth
bringing back all of my memories.
The happiness never
leaves me as long as my tears are clouded with my youthful thoughts.
In an instant all is
gone and I am asleep, once again.
Only to return to
another place where all that is, is not.
The morning comes in
as still and as silent as the night fell.
With nothing but
memories and anticipation to guide me.
I feel better and
with each day the tears get smaller.
Sleep, the ever
present spirit filled healer, come once again and cleanse my soul
and I am made whole.
Again.