Newness
You rest beneath the surface of my mind
as you meld into the surface of the earth.
Talking about you is still hard, but it needs to be done.
Got you engraved on my arm so I could say your name
To people who ask blunt questions
and wither under blunt answers.
Some days, the glare of you in my soul drinks me into
dazed spirals, dragging me away.
Out of nowhere, you call back the days when
Every morning was a battle and a test
Of my faith in resilience and good intentions.
These mornings, I wake with the thirst
To save my pain like a story
That will be someone’s salvation.
Every life I have cradled within me
over the years, a new light.
And when I shake with the rawness of it all,
when the world catches me in its teeth -
I let the blood run forth, warm and forgiving.
For my loss is but a void for newness
and the day has only just begun.