Senseless

by In All Our Years

“a poem by Eleonora”

When some beloved voice that was to you
Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly
And silence against which you dare not cry,
Aches ‘round you like a strong disease and new—
What hope, what help, what music will undo
That silence to your senses? Not friendship’s sigh;
Not reason’s subtle count. No help for grief.
Speak now, availing Christ and fill this pause!

Poetry by Eleonora