When Silence Sang In A Hug Poem by sree Jothi

What is heaven and where lies time?
When resting on your bosom
With your heart beating
Death into the eternity

When rhyme less tunes flow timeless
The warm swings of the soft bosom
Lulls the tired soul to swinging worlds
Life prefers silence to speech

First time ever life seems worth living
Eyes heavier than the lids of stone
Refuse all sights for visions unconceived
The brain numbs to live experiences

You are no longer the familiar form
Now feathery foam, an angel, my mother
A secure hold, a fullness never felt,
The meaning of an unrevealed longing

An evaporating dream slowly solidifies
Like a soft sprout breaking layers of crust
To peep out of the shelled life dark
And death breathes with urgency for life