Placed in love’s graveyard,
in a vortex of darkened chaos,
a foreigner to kindness
-charred by molten lava
she endures all-without murmur
The tunnel narrows
light at the end
driving out sorrow
A silent exit
she sighs
-having tried.
yet again-without murmur

©Vivian Zems

De hosts the Quadrille at dVerse with the theme: “Murmur”.