Hush

If the heavens opened up

And instead of pouring light

They dropped an eternity of snowfall

All through the night

Could we dig our way back out

When we're buried passed my head

Can we ever forgive 

All the thoughtless things we've said

When the clouds finally break

And the sun splits the sky

Will we be out of the storm

Or just in its eye?

If it all comes back

Even worse than before

And we think of giving up

Wondering if we can take any more

May the snow whisper - hush

As we strike a match to light

A fire in our souls

That will burn on through the night

Absence

You'd be surprised at the result of doing nothing

At the results that nothingness can bring

Long after others may quit

We'll hold our breath through all of it

I'll stop and check my loosened laces 

Tie them tight and tighten their faces

I'll scrunch mine up into a mask

Toil away till I forget the task 

Spinning yarns and needling threads 

Piercing all the prickling thoughts in their heads

Pry them off and set them free

Hold them tight till they're a part of me

Wrap it up before too long

My pull is weak and words aren't strong 

Yet after everyone else forgets

We'll still cling to every thought that flits 

What is the result, in the end?

The nothingness day by day will blend 

Into hazy words to scrawl

And, oh, of course - into nothing at all