Dwelling In The Essence (A Dawn Of Hope) Poem by Marcus McKinley

Wordless, in stern defiance
In voiceless silence
What she says shakes the willows
Memories lost, among pillows and heart ache
Not a sound does she make
No more words, no more goodbyes

Life is death postponed, she once said
A simple thought put in his head
She yearns once more to see his light
And escape eternal night

For what she says is in her eyes
and nothing more, need be said
Along the path of heavy branches,
Beneath the bough, she bows her head

Quietly from her soul, she cries
and deep inside, she dies
For a glimpse... of his love
Fragmented, like shattered glass
Restlessly, she waits as the seasons pass
Voiceless in stern defiance
Her silence shakes the willows

Its salicylic is no longer analgesic
Emotionally making Dawn love sick
The sally twigs tormenting her soul
In ways you can’t imagine

And wakes the inner guilt of souls
Stirring Dusk in frenzied speech
Soon the day of judgment calls
The cutting edge of his willows reach