We don’t have to talk
We can let the words go
We can sit here together, with each other and just enjoy one another
We can watch the birds and admire the way the blues and greens and yellows and pinks create paintings
We can pick at the grass
We can play with the blades and appreciate them between our fingers
No, we don’t have to talk
I know what you’re thinking
You know how I’m feeling
The wind carries the voices of our souls
Criss-crossing from one body to the other
We’re sharing space
Calm
An affordable calm
An unavoidable calm
The kind of calm that only God can give
The kind of calm that asks the least and doesn’t rob you of yourself
Calm has joined us, and now we remember just how calm we were, like this
I love that we can sit confidently in silence
Sitting comfortably, crossed legs, smiles across our faces, and we occasionally look up and catch the other watching
I wish you could tell me
Will you remember me?
I’m just happy you’ll be set free
I wish I could go with you
Unburdened by what life has become for you
I understand this is what you have to do
I’m glad and yet sad that you saw this through
Can you read my mind?
I can barely hear mine over my erratic heart
I’m trying to look strong
Is it working? Ha!
The time that has passed means it will soon be getting dark
You’ll be leaving soon enough
But because it’s you and I, we’ll stay put and enjoy the fading sunshine, and the sounds of life, for as long as this place allows.
© PC, 2024