TRANQUILITY

An oasis of calm in the

late winter night;

all my dead resting

in peace in my mind

I am left free

to be devoid of the

tumult of emotions -

the daggers of grief

taste no bitter blood,

no self-pity garbed

in the memories of

past more real

than the husk

I inhabit on these

wrecked days.

No, in this timeless

dark I am

at anchor on a windless,

waveless ocean,

the depths below the calm,

flat surface hold no

terrors. I am,

I don't feel,

thus I am in peace.

08.04.2019