Widow

Tonight her heart seeks quietude and rest

within a silent room where lamplight falls 

with mellow grace and flickering fire enthralls 

and lures the mind to meditative quest 

for here his presence is most manifest 

and loneliness retreats beyond the walls

it is a reconciling peace that shawls 

her being with the oneness they possessed.

Through years, in faith and trust her soul had sought 

the cherished warmth of his bold spirit's flame 

whereby love's sweet security is wrought 

he sensed her need in that unspoken claim 

and now there is the shared and secret thought 

to blaze with precious memory of his name.

(written for a dear friend that lost her husband, recently)