through the darkest nights,
some that remain unlit.
some that wait for passion unreserved,
some that applaud holiness,
some that undress for sin.
some that have names, others faces….
some that sound faintly like rain.
some that smell strongly of love,
others as bright as the stars.
and the last one nearly burnt down,
waiting for the wind to come…
when silence strikes the final match,
and fills the void with music!
ended abruptly withoutresolutionthe father or motheryou thought you’d never losethat you didnt spend enough time withthe son lost to a foreign conflict,draped in a flagthe abortion you opted forcause you couldnt seeany other way and now,years later, you have doubtsthe teenager who committed suicide,that you couldnt reach,somehow couldnt tell them orshow them they were not…
i could not believein myself, in God, in lifeitself without believingin you!on the road to perfection,one hand needs another,one heart is joinedto another…we make it together,or not at all!
you first have to knowthat they’re there.you have to feel themcutting into your flesh.you have to feel,and to name,the weight of oppression.a bird that’s never knownlife outside the cage,has no idea what freedom is!a man whose feetare buried in the ground,can never touch the sky!
in the hands that plow the earth,that build, shape, and mold.in the colors of the prism,dividing light stream by stream.in the raw and beating heart,and the red blood pulsing.in the day that follows darknesswithout thought or plan.in the breath inhaled and exhaled,in the hand that fits in mine!
it is not because i didnt love you,not because we failed.if i follow the shadowsto the morning light,you are not alone…i left my heart by your pillow.if i ride the wind,to just beyond the sky…i have not deserted you,i live in your every breath.and if they bury me,just before the first snow…i will return with…
dangling o’erthe cliff…infinity stretchedbeneath them…just out of reach.two lovers,or maybe onesoul unwrappinginto all its forms!
