There is silence and there is silence
of absence. Silence that is silent
has no weight. It is brother or sister
to peace. It is the silence
of a rose or an ocean of poppies.
It is the substance of a dream
without bounds. It is infinite
trust. It is true
love for another… in a silence of absence
I would be wanting and scared.
I would be empty. I would be an echo
or a shadow in which to roam. In a silence
of absence I’d be