Poem

(From: Beyond the Reach of Shadow)

What if...

…it’s all too big

too much to say --

what they

have meant to me?

…I can’t describe

just right, those gifts

they each gave me?

… I say it wrong --

my understanding

muddled or mismatched?

What If…

…they are hurt or angered

by the words I say

or the ones I don’t?

…they are touched

inspired, have found

a burden lightened?

… a laugh erupts

as they read

recall forgotten moments?

What if there is only silence?

Are we then safe or just alone?

What if life goes on and on

changing, rising, turning

breaking us wide open

and words

are

our beginning?