Here In This Silence

In all these days
these souls soaring
in cloud-white and
sky-blue affection that
touch could never comprehend

life seems to continue, roll on

But I remain
here, in this silence
rolling over and again
in my sadness, in my loss
in loss that has become my loss

My imagination weeps
bleeds. But no one hears me
here, in this silence
not lovers, nor friends
nor the innocent

only heros I’ve traded for ghosts