Felt but Unheard

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Felt but Unheard.


Here I am
inside your stillness and before more grief breaks
I will stop swell of teardrops.

I see your distress and shall melt it away. 


Here I walk 
before hours of darkness and as first star appears
I will share every twilight

I stand, a whisper away so listen and hear.


Here I lie 
betwixt your sobbing and defeated sense.
I will in empathy act. 

I taste the heartache of your nightly unrest.


Here I sit 
viewing your need and knowing your dreams
I am here with much caring.

Felt but unheard I see each breath you breathe.

 

Here I wait until

love finds a way

and it will.

 

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 1st, 2023 13:23
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    Yes, true write Fay.
    When hitting the bottom of the barrel, the only way left is upwards - hopefully!
    No, no, Fido, I didn't say hitting the bottom of the bottle. He's a one. He gets a bit confusedsh with my alliterationsh! Hic!

  • Jane Frye

    Beautifully written.

  • Neville


    now don't that just say everything ... about love that is .. x

  • willowthewisp

    “Here I wait until
    love finds a way
    and it will.”

    The simple, gentle yet unwavering resolution of these lines—what a beautiful way to put this sentiment.

    • Fay Slimm.

      So pleased you enjoyed the read and thank you for your thoughtful comment.



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