You know when they are gone
The world sighs, and seems just a few degrees colder
There’s an emptiness in the air around
It ever seems too long
And the grief is too much to shoulder
The creeping cold of oldest memory will soon surround
All the words will never be said
Just as all the moments are never lost
From waking until we lay down to bed
Our thoughts so still amongst the seeping frost
A time to remember, a time to reflect
A time to move on, and maybe forget
Time cascading down the cornice
The icicles reaching low
Among the onding, our souls listless
Time finally begins to slow
In the cold there is a stillness
But in times of loss, its stiller still
Staring out into the fog, in our minds and beyond
For although night outside is silent
Our hearts are anything but calm
And in the fog our thoughts are scattered
As they attempt to reconvene
Between anxiety, sadness and the anger
Or lost in the frazil in between
As we rest our head against the window pane
These tears that stain our face with pain
And beyond that window in the falling snow
As the snow turns to rain and in the frost to ice again
A moment’s clarity we get to know
That they are with us now, as they we ever
From the beginning of our memories, into forever
As old as the firns, as eternal as the skies
The exquisite ache of love now past wells up
Til it escapes our eyes
Then the sweetest sadness warms us like vapor
Love’s steam upon an aching soul
That piece of us is gone forever
But these missing pieces, they make us whole
