Silence – ahorsealone

A moon to behold

Oh what a moon
To behold;
Shining,
Shimmering,
Gold.

Starlight piercing
Teardrops bold,
A town is silent
And age is old.

Night lets down
Her vertigo hue.
Our pool is golden
We are
Too…

Remember when
We helds hands
And felt the silence
Of the water
The light was fading
Into the depths
And we could swim
No farther.

A stranger has left my town

Leaving the skies tired and gray,

And pine bristles to softly sound

As the wind chased him away.

He left for us a chill that settled

Hushing all that wake to song,

And an emptiness that meddled

In the human breath for long.

Even so outside I took

A little afterward walk.

Beside the keeping brook

I listened to a little talk.

Where I’m sure I listened to

A story silence covered…

A gentle truth that few knew

In this stream of his lingered.