Silence

These words were written for a handicap brother who lived in a group home, basking in the sun, swinging in his hammock as he coped with his limits until he passed away. Silence Untangled, unseen matter Quiet, still and numb Frozen, mute with pain Is silence around me. Not a flitter, not a chirp Nor twitching of limbs Motionless trees over-shadow me As my hammock swings. Clouds gently steel across the sky Leaving velvety blue protruding, Through soft woolly cotton balls I gaze the Heavens dreaming Slumbering lazily, in my hammock Entertained by a million thoughts Sad, lonely, fearful struggles Bouncing through my aching heart. Come softly, soothe these nagging fears. Shatter the tumult within Come dispel the silent flurry While my hammock swings.