Longing

Alone in the house
I ache for your presence
Twilight heralds night

Silence comforts
like a warm cocoon
a shield from the world's chaos

Water gently trickles
from the cat's fountain
as the fridge hums along

Stillness is a gift
I grant to myself
paired with the rise and fall of breaths

Shadows slowly deepen
as the sun rests past the horizon
Mystery begins

My pen remembers thoughts
released earlier to the wind
Words that capture feelings

Ghostlike, Rumi beckons
he's dancing, twirling, spinning,
listening, knowing

Suddenly, the furnace turns on loudly
breaking the silence
while the candle's flame flickers