The ache ever present
calling out in the dark.
Longing for connection.
Reaching, stretching,
tugging at my heart.
Pulling me
beyond myself.
Yet no matter
how close I long to be,
there is space between
all I desire.
An invisible force,
constant,
relentless.
Ignore it,
sickness, chaos, depression.
Noises of life blare loud,
but I must stop and
listen for the silence.
The ringing in my ears
shows me the way
to sit with the ache,
however painful.
Until finally,
it propels me forward
wrapping me
in infinite arms
of love.
