Lost

Lost

Silence
Breathe

Your vastness overwhelms me
Your darkness is complete
Yet I sit in comfort
Warmed by your embrace

Silence
Depth

I plunge into the vast abyss
The bottomless pit of solitude
Yet I am not alone
How can that be?

Silence
Blinded

Stumbling through the daily trials
A front for all to see
The beauty just a taste of the real me
I wait in the shadows

Silence
Resting

There is no place to go
No sense in struggling
I sit as a lotus on the pond
Am I found?

Silence
Heard

Copyright 2012, Cheryl-Dean Thompson, All rights reserved.

Posted in Winter.

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