Clarity
It was so very quiet the day we spoke.
I love you flowed
nourishing but powerless.
Life had taken a turn and
we would make this step together.
I asked you not to worry,
each of us would find our way
and you understood, but differently
from any other understanding we had ever had.
There was no connotation to this,
no other meaning.
The sun was out and shone broadly
begging squirrels to come out to play
with the birds who were taunting each other
but we laid quietly on the bed
staring at the ceiling,
neither sad nor happy.
