There it is again,

That dreadful silence.

When all lights seem to

Go out,

All ties to the life you knew

Snap under unbearable tension.

That absent place,

That was once so often consumed

By the gentle breath of youth,

Lays desolate and lonely,

Breathless solitude.

Save me, call for me…

Let thy mountains shudder with

Mighty song,

Luring me from where I lie

Entangled in the base of its roots.

What I would give for a sigh-plagued

Lung of air to kiss me,

Or to hear the final note of a falling leaf,

Or the harsh trill of a starling’s call,

Or your voice, at the end of the pier,

Joining mine in morbid reply

Instead of the response you left me with….

Oh, that dreadful silence…