Toro Tokuda

The silence to be welcomed, for it is comfort.
The silence that fades, for songs break through.
The warmth of the sun that dries your tears
And lets your sleep, dreamless, no harsh breath drew.
The warmth of an embrace, never too short,
Given by friends, family and those with no clue
Of what you suffer and endure, or your fears.
There are warm, song-filled days ahead for you--
It may not seem like it now, but trust me: 'tis true.