Peace

The light flickers
I stop mid step
Breath held

I look around
Keenly searching
For a sign

I sense none
No lingering presence
He is gone

The air light
I feel the calm
He suffers no more

I cried
For a life destroyed
For the potential lost

I prayed
May he be happy
Wherever he be

I look ahead
Eyes tired
Soul wiser

I seek peace
For him
And for me

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