there are words that mean things that
are not in the word…
like friend. love. yes. grace.
there are spaces that hold things that
are not in space…
like knowing. and giving. hope and time.
there is a coming together, a joining of strings
a tying in line, a letting set free
there is a moment for movement
and a home for waiting.
there is a feeling in your hands that
does not know separate
there is breath in your mouth that knows only truth
there’s a smile in wait, the light in your face
there are things in your eyes, that
eyes cannot hold…
words for these things don’t exist yet.
there is knowing in your heart.
it sees me.