TO THE SURVIVORS
I AM SITTING HERE
THINKING OF YOU
KNOWING
I CAN NEVER FEEL YOUR PAIN
LIKE YOU DO
WISHING I COULD GET
INSIDE YOUR HEART
AND WHISPER
A MAGIC FORMULA
A PATTERN OF WORDS
AND THOUGHTS
THAT WOULD MAKE EVERYTHING
ALLRIGHT
OR EVEN ABLE TO BARE
BUT I CANNOT
I CAN NOT FIND
THE WORDS
OR A WORD
TO SILENCE THE ANGUISH
TO STILL THE BRUISE
AND INNER PAIN
BUT
I WILL SAY
I AM TOUCHED BY YOU
I AM STIRRED
MOVED
YOU ARE COURAGEOUS
WHO CAN FACE SUCH THINGS
AND SMILE
OR EVEN CRY
SQUEEZE ANY FEELING OUT
SO I WILL LISTEN
TO THE STREET
TO THE SOUND
OF THE WIND
I FEEL IT
BRUSHING INTO
MY SKIN
ITS SADNESS
DANCES THROUGH
MY BODY
I STUMBLE
I FUMBLE TRYING
TO SHOW YOU A DOOR
OR SPEAK ANY MEANING
TO THE SERIOUS
SOLEMN
PROCESSION
OF NIGHTS
AND DAYS
I LISTEN
TO THE WIND
TO MY PAIN
AND TRY
TO FIND IN IT
SOME REFLECTION
OF WHAT YOU FEEL
BUT I FEEL
LIKE A SMALL CHILD
AN INFANT
WHO BABBLES
BECAUSE
WHAT CAN IT BE
TO BE YOU
TO DANCE YOUR DANCE
TO LIVE THE POEM
THAT IS YOU-
I WILL ONLY
LET YOU
KNOW
I CARE
CORNY AS IT MAY BE
YOUR LIFE IS
UNIQUE
ONE OF A KIND
A SNOWFLAKE
NO ONE IS ABLE
TO DUPLICATE
YOU ARE
THAT PART
OF THE UNIVERSE
THAT IS ONLY YOU
I AM THINKING OF YOU K.
WITH ALL MY INADEQUATE ATTENTION
I HAVE FEW ANSWERS
BUT IN THE MIDST
OF YOUR UNCERTAINTY
THERE
IS A RAINBOW
THOUGH HOPE MAY SEEM FAR AWAY
A LITTLE STRING OF IT
WILL SWING YOU
ACROSS THE STARS
AND YOU CAN SURVIVE.Stephen John Kalinich © 2003
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