Sanctuary's Child - A Poem

 

SANCTUARY’S CHILD

 

She was a quiet soul

With a gentle heart

And a silent mind;

She took no part

In daily chores

And made no start

To open the door

To life.

Her useless body

Had nothing to give;

A painful memory

Forever lived

Within her quiet soul.

She loved him so much

But could not mold

Or clutch

His restless spirit;

She could not bear it

When he departed;

She was broken-hearted.

In starry dreams

She often seemed

To feel happiness

But, waking,

The silent sadness

Returned

To blear her eyes

And burn

The quiet soul

Till the pain

Took control

And brought the rain

Of salty tears

That ran in vain

For years

For the happy

Restless one

Who was gone.

But time went on

In spite of sorrow,

And one fateful night

Just before the morrow

The quiet soul

Took rest

In the eyes

Of Death,

No more sighs,

No more breaths

But an eternity

Of silence.