Still

So few words to ever escape
So very much to always feel
Pronouncements in restless cycle
Lingering, treasured moments

What can’t be expressed with ease
Is still felt just as strongly
Muted voices sing ever passionately
Heard or not, their meaning cures

Comfort from the arms not there
Is offered freely none the less
The tears from red-cut eyes
Fall with gravity seen or unseen

Empathy works from distance
Wishing and willing healing love
To mend the wounds and fatigue
Of a soul distant and tied in thread