Silent Isolation

Only in my wildest dreams

Could I imagine being like her.

A role model figure

Wiser than my older sister.

No matter the phase,

And at any age

She exudes abundant wealth and health.

I wonder, “at what stage

might I catch up myself?”

But the more she stares down on me,

And everyone else I know.

I trade envy for sympathy

Because she’s all alone.

A silenced isolation

Intrigues outsiders but it’s cruel.

Considering deep connection

Is how we all refuel.

She still holds my admiration

In pieces, whole, or new.

But I am her obsession.

We all are; orbiting me and you.