hold on


the bomb blasts will

shake the long corners


of your spine

and leave you quaking


like the aspen

after a storm


you may think your heart

cannot continue this way


this time


perhaps the surrender to the softness

and sleep of eyes closed tight


seems the only way to find a path

curving up from the darkness


keep them open


see the everlasting energy of the wilds

the spinning forth of day into night


and night into day

the splendor of love


promises of light made true

the kindness of your neighbor


the broad limitless nature

of his open hands


never is all lost

though at times


we may believe

it is


let me receive you

let my love mend you


hear me


this will only go so far

and then it too shall pass