The day’s last light fades into the hush,
Evening’s arrival with a gentle rush.
In the glow of dusk, I find my seat,
Basking in the night, sacred and sweet.

Stars awaken as the sky turns deep blue,
A celestial canvas, each night anew.
The world slows down, and in this space,
I find solace in the night’s gentle grace.

So let the evening come, let the stars shine,
In this sacred moment, I and the divine intertwines.
With a grateful heart, I embrace the night,
In its tranquil presence, everything feels right.

Breathe in, breathe out, a gentle flow,
Shifts in posture, let the tension go.
Adjust the level, find your place,
Acceptance blooms in this sacred space.
Pain may linger, but here we stand,
With open hearts and open hands.
Acceptance goes a long, long way,
In this place, we find our stay.

she was a good wife:
beautiful, honest, kind, soft -
just like her silence.

And I think there are just too many things that break my heart, I fight too hard to stop from falling into pieces that I can't be spoken to, not even quietly.

There are too many people I've seen thoroughly, I can't separate myself from anything and I can't be looked at, not even briefly.

There are too many oceans, too deep to venture, no explorer will have courage enough to dip their toes in this water, and no one can touch me, not even kindly.

There are too many things that scare me now. I never leave from the bed I lay in and I can't be danced with, not even calmly.

There are too many ways to break my heart these days that I can't be moved, not even gently,

Not even at all.