Aria of the Soul

by Kakera   Oct 4, 2015


Flowing spirals of spirits
rise towards the heavens,
dancing, to the choirs
of everyone left behind.

We hum hymns of faith,
listening to the silence
of your departure.

And every night,
I hope you can hear
the despairing aria
that escapes my wounded soul
as I still cry myself to sleep.

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