Its permanency etched  
In the unopened letters sitting on his dresser
In the watermarks staining his sister's pillow case
In the creased brow of his stoic brother restraining a tear
In the deep blue circles surrounding his daughter's eyes
As she tosses and turns in a restless slumber

Its permanency etched
In the inscription on a piece of stone
In the prayers to an unfamiliar God
In the weeping eyes of a best friend
As they comfort his beloved, groveling blindly through the darkness unable to locate the missing piece to the gaping void in her heart