Silence Speaks Volumes

Into the shade of darkness falls,
emotions of fear and sorrow;
Emptiness lingers in the void,
with no purpose for tomorrow.

Yesterday's ghosts haunt every move,
disturbing all signs of hope;
Confusion casts its cryptic spell,
as anguished hearts try to cope.

As if spun into a web of doubt,
the silence bears its weight;
Whatever prospects of the truth,
left wholly abandoned by fate.

Perhaps our souls' awakenings,
penetrate through broken glass;
And scattered remnants of their light,
gently fall within our grasp.

The barriers of thoughtful minds,
recede from outer space;
And quiet voices thus proclaim,
those words revived with faith.