Reaching Out

 

Strong winds pounding against

The silence of early morning.

The sun struggles to disturb

The blackened night sky.

 

One-by-one a sun's ray

Douses the light of stars

As they disappear

Into the spreading dawn.

 

Following the moon

Top this secluded spot

She's drawn like gravity

To a presence not there.

 

One-by-one she views

The pictures in her

Memories book

Gathered in happier times.

 

Waiting, watching, listening

To time passing,

Struggling with the need

To see his face again.

 

Even certain rejection

Cannot still the voice

Inside that cries out

                "I love you.

                 I miss you.

                 I need you."

 

Something in death

Touches upon life

And in the loss

Of a loved one

 

She realized even more

How difficult to taste

The nectar of life

Through its jagged thorns.

 

She must always

Reach out to touch,

To caress and nurture

The beauty she finds.

 

And even in agony

To say, "I care"

And in darkness

To shine a light:

                A light of love.

 

 

B. Benjamin                                                                                                         

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