Resonance

I never imagined the duration
of this silent gong
that vibrates through my viscera
in a deep hum
every time I see your name

it spreads warm like rising oven air
cool like the first drink of water
it soaks through the wick of me still

I vibrate like a tuning fork
struck with your ghostly presence
and wonder

will this force fade
spread and dissipated
joining in the hummmm
of this world
and the next
or will it die suddenly
like you

I hope it meets with resonance
setting another fork in motion
and another and another

it must
it must
and this is why
I must
I must
I must write
to move you outward
searching
for what cannot die