Silence Of A Lifetime Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Early morning sun rising, marking the birth of a new
beginning - a fresh start - although through a time
of mourning and grieving.

Pressures focusing themselves towards work, hiding
in a multitude of tasks, all of which seem so
unimportant now.

Sitting back, reflecting, tears blossoming forth,
unable to be held in.

Behind closed doors, at a desk, it makes no difference
to the emptiness felt deeply inside - it won't be
quieted.

Surging to the forefront, questions insistently want
to be heard, what if's, how's, if only's - none of
them holding any answers in reply.

So deeply inside, the silence of a lifetime has begun.
How does one go on?

Where is the pathway through grief, that I may follow
it, instead of wandering everywhere, looking for an
answer I know I'll never find?

Penetratingly deep, sorrow binds heart, soul and mind
through life's eternal darkness here on earth.

Filtering, hesitating, steps taken carefully, filled
with the knowledge of life's fragile grasp.

Anticipating replies - none are ever heard - from a
son so much loved, gone from this earth.