Rani Turton - Absences

Silence. Long moments that stretch into years.
Restrained words, sometimes gaps where names should be.
Words, prayers, songs, imagination inflamed by memory.

Emptiness, loneliness, the world, the void.
Look behind, look ahead, look straight ahead.
The world is indifferent to your pain.
The world is indifferent to your sighs.
Nothing will ever be the same;
Nothing will ever matter again.
Will anything ever matter again?

Absences. Like a long lonely lane in an eastern land
With closed doors against the afternoon heat
Questions that taunt the tormented mind
All the answers that one had longed to find

There is a river that flows through the land
Its banks are full of plants and sand
Its soft murmurings are balm to the soul
I long to sit beside it and once again feel whole.

Rani Turton

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