Eavesdropping on this massive silence, inside & out, assembled by snow

suddenly stopping without notice. The near world withdraws, stars draw close.

Cold in here before four in the morning, but I don’t mind. Companion, silence.

Mood, silence. Corporeal, musical, now visual, dark silence. Trance, an offering.

Writing itself out. Reaching early memories without specifics, a tone, a fondness.

Shrill silence of guilt & regret, kept at bay. Who ever expected Time this

promising? The quieted heart sprawled out in Love within a sanctuary of silence.