Softly softly draw closer,
Closer still in the dreariness.
Show your face, glimpses of
You, hide from me
Gloomy features.
Hidden in murkiness
Etched in haziness.
Concealed, unknown
A fog of lavender, lilies and mourning
Engulfs, overwhelms
My impatient questions.
Soundless, voiceless
Yet understood you are.
Acutely area of your meaning I quake
and drop on twisted knee.
Beseeching, pleading for
A voice to be heard.
None comes, only the sound
Of your finger, to your lips, as you quiet me.
Peace resonates.
And I am lost
