Wednesday, May 12, 2010

answers

i spoke to you under the most spectacular blue sky
well you know blue   this expanse of creation    it's yours
i spoke to you so fervently among poplar trees
and chickadees and the bird whose songs
i've always loved but whose name i've never known
i told you i believed in you and trusted you
and i thought about mountains and mustard seeds
and i wrote the word "hope" on pages of my journal
for you to know the pureness of my faith
i wasn't pleading like i did before
i wasn't begging you in tears in the dark
out on the porch    trying not to wake them
this time i was sure you'd do this thing for me
for them   who needed to know you existed
for her   who had the rest of her life to live
as a testament to your strength    your love
you always answer    i know you do
i just wasn't ready for the answer to be no

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