Now, is a silence,
A splendid peacefulness,
An uncertainess that grew,
A frenzied purpose is
replaced with calm solitude.
It is a grasping grief,
A guilty relief.
Now, is a silence,
An unknowing,
A future un-showing,
A new purpose to life
Needing to be nurtured.
It is a hidden sadness,
A quiet madness.
Now, now is a silence...
When silence is coupled with solitude we pave the future with a new outlook, yet shaking the past is a thing that takes time, good poetry my friend, I enjoyed reading.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So sorry for your loss, I just read after I commented, I recently been through a simular circumstance, I'm shre she would be proud of you,