Is Silent

she hasn’t seen her daughter for eight years.

life is a temple built on fears,

for some.

for others it is

a wasted opportunity.

noisy pleasure

that yells and kicks and screams:

there should be more to life.

more than simply this?

but here it is.

a woman was once somebody’s child

her mother left one day

while she had asked her to stay.

mother now waits for her.

she is afraid.

fear,

my dear,

is silent.