Hope

The silence falls
as the small voice whispers,
"You are alone."

The darkness grows to consume time and space
and the black hole of existence
draws in and traps joy,
expelling despair.

A star falls
and in its infinite beauty,
a snowflake forms on the horizon of the future.

"You are alone?"

Sunlight splinters
off the crisp blanket of spring
and the silence falls
into the glow of the morning dew.