Cradled

Silence is deafening
Comforting as well

Who is there
Versus what is gone

How may more times
Before we answer
Ourselves

Will we always question
Does sleep have a
Generosity

When we are holding
Our own futures
Do we grasp them
Differently from
How they are held
By others

A mind of longing
Is not alone
Even in sentience

© GÄ