Unstilled

Each tear touches an ocean -

A void of countless fears.

Sends a ripple through the shadows,

Unstilling long, past years.

A motion in the deepest, 

A cry long muffled shrill,

Comes an echo through the chambers,

Grasps all unto its will.

And things meant to be forgotten,

Come stirring from the deep -

The things never to be forgotten 

Still birth fresh tears to weep.