I dreamt of you
again
last night.
You were sitting cross-legged
under a transparent dome
at the edge of the ocean
'neath the fullness of the moon
gazing empty-eyed
at the waves.
You appeared to be vacant in mind.
Not dejected.
Just not there.
You seemed to be a blank slate.
Unmotivated to act
or think
or even breathe deeply.
I wanted to ask you what had emptied you.
But you couldn't be reached.
I spoke, but you didn't hear.
No reply was given.
The waves swept in...
Pulled you out in the silvery, shiny bubble
far from the shore.
I saw you fading away and knew
I'd never hear your voice
or smile into your eyes
ever again.
Peace be upon thee.
©Ellen Pepper 2025
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