Half Way

So here you are

on this broken ground,

and you don’t know

which way to turn–

questions upon flower beds

upon your neighbor’s half

opened picket gate that is,

perhaps, meant to be half-way–

perhaps this is the way.

Sink into the ground, feet firm,

and know your presence,

pen and patience as your guide,

miracles blossoming in a moment

and more than anything we are

brothers within our deepest fears,

our fondest loves, the passion

that remains ready, hunched up

inside us all, asking

to call out, “I am ready.”

July 20, 2014


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