The calm after the storm

And it was like the disappearing waves
(silent, fading... becoming)

eyes closed, hands clasped in prayer-

the calm after the storm
it was a dream/false hope

-instead you were wishing
it would never stop,
pain and pain again.

He was wondering
and asked
"why do you bleed?" (internally)
"why must those tears fall?" (invisible)

and those waves,
those tides that ebb and reside

the storm, the rain
while words remain

"to bleed
in order to feel,
and tears
to stain a heart
slowly drying in the calm"

August 2, 2007