March 2, 2020Poem

I will be okay...it is only a reflection of my loss.

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I will be okay...it is only a reflection of my loss.

If I turn away

Will the lights go down

The flowers die

The rivers dry

The sun turn cold

In a blood red sky

The shadows grow

As the children cry

Will the summer end

In a violent storm

The ocean fall

Then rise again

To flood the earth

In its urgency

To redeem itself

For its loss of grace

Will I see you

As light fades

When stars are gone

Every last one

Snuffed out

By a callous hand

Without a thought

For loss of hope

As darkness grows

And memory fades

Of the way you looked

When I turned away

Will you be there

If I turn again

Or is this a dream

Of another day

When there is no way

To know that truth

Is a price you pay

When there is no choice

But to find a door

To the home

Of re-dreaming

There will be no turning

No exception

Or exemption made

For redemption

And no returning me