In Silence

Years, and years, and decades —
The sights change, the sounds change, but
The silences are the same

In this silence, here, tonight,
You and I are driving down a beach,
With our young children sleeping, in the back,
Watching a multicolor sunset
Over a deep blue ocean.

In this silence, glowing, pulsing,
I’m a teen in my room,
Unable to sleep, restless,
With a drumbeat of hopelessness in my head
Only music could drown out.
Thank goodness for headphones.

In this silence, wide, and flat,
I remember the cries of pain from
Other residents in the hospital,
Some crying for the last time,
Some crying out of sympathy for the others,
But somehow, the silence pierced it all,

From the before drumbeats,
To the sunsets after,
Woven together

In silence

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