~ Sometimes ~

Sometimes the quiet is deafening; 
it drowns out the melody of contentment.
Sometimes the emptiness creates a vacuum 
that threatens to obliterate the trophies showcased from an industrious life.
Sometimes the yearning rips an already tattered soul 
to limits beyond comprehension.
Sometimes someone walks into the midst of the storm 
and brings a welcomed momentary respite.
Sometimes a hush falls over the tormented night 
and for a moment ever passionate bliss dances again.