Now as I stand

Staring into the emptiness,

A scroll of what was

Unrolls itself, The pain, the agony

And the silent sighs

Of an enduring heart.

What imminent danger lay in wait?

Neither illness nor age

No malignant malady,

Perhaps a hard word

From one of her kins

Wrought havoc in her mind,

A heart that knew only to feel

And feel deeply for others

Was thus stilled.