Escape

A light the shape of a pine 
the height of Mt Everest captures every knee
's bowing attention and each tongue
is tied to itself. 
Then a blackness-
the kind that no one can work in, 
can think in,
can worry in except
about the blackness.  
Fear sings to the tips of each limb...Do you not see?
And what if it isn't light 
but darkness that saves
the world. Maybe
it must be dark enough
for us to stop bickering,
to see the bejeweled sky, to turn
our heads to Everest and walk
forward.  
Do you want to go back to tedium? 
The crunching of numbers and hours and of dollars and
of toes and legs 
tired of sitting out its purposelessness?
The saving dark-
Dark chocolate, 
vanilla beans, coffee. 
Black ink, mascara, logs in the fire,
seeds of a sunflower.


I savor each moment, each black moment that brings relief.

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When Mom has passed and fam'ly is no more
And unity dissolves into our tears
When life is merely time-pores that absorb
And fill with every daily living fear

When humor becomes all that we can hear
And laughter is not happiness but wound
When veils are ripped and middle torn and sheer
And every day is walking glass and doom

When numbness and fragility do win
And fingers type these words and say aloud
"When will you finally forgive our sin?"
And you and I are barely around

        Take heart!  Keep going...."do not let your heart
        Be troubled", let the light into your dark.