Contemplative Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Night time songs of yesterday play against my heart, raking
it's strings, causing tear-fraught good-byes.

Heavily scented funeral blossoms bequeath earthly thoughts
of life to energetic calm.

Laying to rest, the sadness of eternal blessedness, caring
not for the silence of quiet pastimes this life has to offer.

Finding instead moments of serene disaster, ceasing to count
seemingly important moments in time, forgetting all, forsaking
it in place of contemplative silken silence.