POEM THE PRESENCE OF AN ABSENCE

There is a place that does not appear to the ‘Eyes’,

a ‘Secret Room’ within the breath of ‘Time’,

where that which has gone continues to dwell in silence.

I seek you in the voids of ‘Words’,

in the ‘Shadows’ that the sunset casts upon memories,

in the slow beat of a ‘Memory’

that refuses to forget.

Absence bears your “Invisible Face”,

walks alongside my days,

brushes against my hands without touching them

and speaks with the “Voice of Silence”.

And so I cherish you

in the Infinite Space of the Soul,

where time does not wear away,

where memory does not fade.

For the deepest of all Presences

is that which lives in Absence,

like a ‘Star hidden by the Dawn’

that continues, unseen, to illuminate the Sky.

Dedicated by Master Giuseppe Grieco EditorDreams

to the Little Being of Dreams.