Right in front of me She’s there Yet I could not see I could only look Dark when it’s Silent when it’s Bright Noisy Covered in leaves Covered in sheets Intense staring Cupping ears hard Only at nothing Only for nada Immense focus Extreme meditating Depression Sadness becomes Sets in King Hope floats away Nothing left It leaves me hanging Only wanting Searching for Searching for Stars Soft gurgles of streams With fingers With eyes A pause. A wait.