Visitor’s Voices of Central Catholic 2013

Loudly Quiet

The sun is starting to set,
the evening begins to calm.
The din of noise slowly quiets,
making everything feel alright.
There is a profound absence;
here there once were merchants.
Through the door winds a street entrance,
Where I can hear a slight whisper of business.
But across the courtyard opens a window
then suddenly visible is
a faint shadow in the distance.
At once it all rushes back,
pours into my heart.
Across the courtyard I can see her, Depression dressed in black.
The clouds darken and shadows flee,
this darkness I feel I just can’t overcome.