Nothing is so loud as absence – Nothing echoes like a void – There is nothing so illuminating as darkness, no better friend, remains. Narrow is the path so wide, darkness is no place to hide, slowly creeping like a friend, can’t tell beginning from end, silences beats on, in the loudest of refrains. Hearts grow fonder, they say, when the coveted is away, but restless dreams disturb, the void, so keenly heard, absence aches beyond the drum, recompense, gone, but for the sound, beating loudly, can’t be found, narrow path upon the ground, of cobblestone. Alone beneath the lamp, no wishes left, just cold, just damp, no sign of life, philately visions enduring. White noise gone, the tone of nothing, still scoring. No pain so deeply felt, as notes disintegrate from view, names disappear, ears, no longer hear. Words formed, but never said, sound, all but dead. Except the sound of the absent void, the echoes deafening, as darkness consumes, everything in silence. Resiliency can be born, in the silent pain, the thorn, a crown woven, tarnished with time, the strength is conceived, not from joy, but in the deepest silent reservoirs of long suffering hearts. No absence felt so keenly, no void so cavernous, nothing is so loud, as the deep, disturbing sound of silence.
Donna M. Monnig has published numerous books of poetry including Escaping Destiny, Thoughts on Exhibit, Keeper of the Dead, Take the Leap, and Echoes of Time, as well as the children's book Chasing Ghosts. View more of her work at www.dragonshieldpress.com, www.donnamonnig.com, and her author's page on Amazon.
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