The disquieting quiet, <br />Electronics shut off, <br />Ambient light in banishment <br />Under the midnight shy, <br />So quiet my foot falls echo <br />Like shouts hurled down a canyon, <br />So dark the invisible is visible <br />At long awaited last. <br />And you die. By your own hand, <br /> They say. <br />You take the light you were, <br />Extinguished; <br />And the noise you made, <br />Now silence. <br />Eight lines completed, <br />This poem took a mood shift <br />Quantum leap <br />Hearing of your death, <br />Still young at 63: <br />So old a soul disquieted, <br />So bright a star <br />Extinguished.<br /><br />Roy Blokker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-hearing-of-robin-williams-death/
