A silent sojourn with absolute listlessness
Know what it means?
Absence of emotions,thoughts
And everything human
Things that make their presence felt
By their very absence.
Till the mind clears
There is a wait-
Impotent yet strong.
And then the futile rage
All culminating in that
Peculiar ache.
Desperation sinks in
And pervades the mind
As water does a sinking vessel.
Again the long wait-
Now perhaps for the daffodils,
Or a pleasant strain of a longed song
A distraction-
That is beautiful yet filled with
A wisdom-
That teaches endurance!
A long wait-
To feel again!