From the time I was a child
The secret – I have kept
Held back, without effort now
are tears once freely wept
little moments of import,
that may seem of no consequence
at the time that one cavorts
but what it does amount to
So cruel without a flinch he took what meant the most to me
not because he cared at all
nor he ever would
Not because ‘I was too sick’
~just because ‘he could’
The earth in perfect balance
The two to one will be
their beings be the mountains
and their souls be the sea
The Weary Angel in defeat
Let out a lasting sigh
The strength of someone bound to me
Shared hers, I said good-bye
Rising to the day
I remember
the smells of the morning breeze
in through the open window -
dew, coffee, the freshness
of spring
I utter to
myself
the only words
that hold me togeth…
Having found what’s missing
Relinquishing the battle & giving up the war
Just to know to really know, that you
Were whole once more.
Having finally found what you were searching for
Do We Remember
Or do we Care ?
Don’t We count dead millions there?
It’s now been close to 20 years
We close our eyes
We close our ears…