Sounds

It all seemed so quiet, so tranquil,
Almost unnaturally calm, silence so shrill!
That crowded emptiness, so turbulently still...
That incomplete whole, the voidness of nil!

I waited, then I strained my ear,
Rubbed my eyes and tried to hear,
Familiarity of common sounds near,
That secure feeling without a fear!

I tried to remember where I was,
And where time stood to take a pause;
The last memory came of a sound,
The plaintive cry of a sorrowful hound!

I recollected feeling oddly tense,
U know, dogs have an uncanny sense -
Of telling that a moment is so;
that the chosen one's about to go!

I managed to shrug the feeling off,
Dispelled my fears and tried to scoff;
But a nagging doubt had stayed behind,
For such is the love of kin and kind...

Felt like reaching out to SOMEONE -
Alas! Some things aren't posthumously done!