Sea and desert
2010 April 16
You held my shoulders
calmly, after a long time
of being grabbed
and shook to be
understood
Our hearts sank
but were caught
on the sea of
compassion
like a buoy
***
Finally, we know
that there are
other things
unturned
and that we need not
insist
living in each others’ desert,
in its extremities
whether
night or day
It was worth that
one trek
I can say I knew
that desert well
its hot dunes
its biting cold
its beauty
its threats
But once I leave
I shall never return
unless I
fly
over it;
looking down
from the
sky
