A still dark night
Leaves me alone
To ponder thoughts,
My fears.
Consumed by anxiety
I hear the buzz of silence –
That hum when all is still
A connection, maybe
With the world that cannot be seen
The dimension that is above
The natural world
Where our loved ones wait
Patiently to welcome us
And outside a cricket
Chirps.
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By a great lady named Vonita.
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