The hearing
  As stilled
     And regret becomes their way
The letters are not written
      The shallow is confide
Enlightened art was created in this way also

We are living proof of loss stilled
   Stilled in the light
       Hours of darkness capture back
  Beings in comfort feel no suffering

This is a deep Zen

From inside where an order must be created
An exam of orders exists

Sorries are difficult Zoe