In The Transcending Breath of Eternality.

I do not wish to reveal the sense of poem through description

I listen to silence,

which guides me to her,

regardless of the circumstances,

by knocking on the memories door. 

I listen to silence,

That reminds me of her whispers,

A treasure of secrets,

That time could not cover-up.  

I listen to silence,

which lives on her legacy,

Cherishing the moments,

that captures purity's essence. 

I listen to silence,

That enlivens her presence, 

everywhere, anytime, 

altering the period's rhythm. 

I listen to silence, 

He only awaits my response. 

Sensing the heavy heart,

And fallen droplets in her reminiscence. 

I listen to silence,

where she permanently resides 

And promises to meet again, 

In the transcending breath of eternality. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Deeply sad piece.
Those we love pass, and there are so many things about them that we miss.
I like the lines that say "silence awaits my response"
Love colors that response.
j.

[Someshwar Gurumath]

Thank you very much