Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…




In the jet black night, I waited!

In the cold dark silence, I watched!

Sunshine never came.

Dewdrops never fell!

I blinked my eyes;

And gazed into wishing well!

Slowing days passed.

Could not wait any longer!

Weak body…

Mind, not strong!

Attempted to pull out from dark,

So as not to diminish!

But in no way I could prolong-

What had long finished!! …