Shijima

She came from far away, alone
To die alone. To find a place
Where silence lives in tree and stone, 
Where muteness thrives in empty space.

She flew across the ocean wide, 
From noisy crowded cities cold, 
To find a peaceful place to hide
And leave a story yet untold.

She came and played the tourist's part, 
Along with others from her land -
A secret held within her heart, 
A notion so precisely planned.

Then walking, parted from the rest, 
And walking, silent through the snow, 
And walking, heartbeat calm in breast, 
And walking - where? No one will know.

She came to rest in silence there, 
A quiet wood her only tomb.
Her lifeless form snow-cloaked with care
Is welcomed back into the womb.

March 5, 2016

suicidequatrain

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