The days melt into each other
As day turns to night
Sickness means
Isolation
Then comes
The thinking
Of one who reaches in
Whose hand
Has calmed the storm
The noise
Inside
Has lessened
The pain
The wanting
Remains
Like an echo
Down a long distant valley
This emptiness
Seems endless
never
silent
Turns back to
Longing
Brings
Yearning
Turns to
Pain spins into
Ambivalence