Death of a Mother

Mom When you left us The window was open There was a single star in the sky Wind was breathless A sudden cry ripped the darkness That night was a book’s last page Frayed by time and solitude A lamp was burning in the corner To thicken the whispers of coming souls We were speechless Touching my mother’s feet Lean and wilted By thousand years ‘march. September, the cruelest You did not know the weight of pain One’s heart endeared And cried in a land Islanded by silence.