Thursday, February 5, 2015

Letting Go

the vacuum was wide and dark
there were no words and no voice,
black text on a white background
did not spell I love you. the new leaves
of a tree can fill part of
a vacuum, a blue sky, the early
dawn colors, the smiles of
others, but between the spaces
is still a vacuum which must be left
fallow until it fills itself.
I can only watch from a distance.

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