The Silence When Wakes

Silence when wakes the rills of pain as the whiteness sieges by the darkness Waves as when being apart from the sea Evening seemingly silhouetted by the shadow Blood when chilled across the vein Tears seems to glean by the clouds dreams when tossed up by the wounds Rhythm is lost even from the arrow. Sky when looks grey dark skull As the river ripples least by the stillness Love when frazzled by the sorrow Zeal yet transpires when disillusioned. Swaying of the leaf as the light of the green As the gleams of the warmth by the sun The smile when the ripples of love from within Yet the glimmerings of love as revered when enshrined