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A Poem by jane7z
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Community

I will never envision your
unique struggles
Too kind you are
To wear
Your heart out on your sleeves

The pushpulldailygrind workday
Disciplined wear thin of
Donning a suit and tie for
Obligations and adulting

The essence of your families
Will remain a mystery to me
your mom
Your sisters or brothers
the frail insecurities you fight to hide
Overcome
On your path to
becoming more

Hope shows through
As the sun comes up
One more day
Driving away the midnight horizon
Your
Inexpressible love
A human bubble wrap
Protecting precious ones
Within your arms
Mundane to mortality
Are lived out daily

What did you wish for?
Cheering crowds calling your name
A healing touch
What young dreams did you put away?
Maybe you
Live out those dreams
Right where you are

What in this one precious life
Has been bitter?
Has driven you
To your knees
What has been almost unbearably sweet?
In the midst of
traversing your own path

What I do know
Is this
You stretched out your arms to me
In my deepest vulnerability
My soul torn and afraid
Of
Cancer
Of doctors giving me
An expiration date
You were individually
Collectively
A balm to me
Thinking humans could not
Surprise me anymore

Your sacrifice and honor
Toward a stranger
Amazing me
Demolishing defenses
Sent my sense of despair
Into a tailspin
The blanket of love
In which you enveloped me
Taught me the importance
The vitality
Of community

The term one precious life comes from poet Mary Oliver
Thank you Mary

© 2019 jane7z


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jane7z
jane7z

Denver, CO



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