Her Name

In silence she waits
Calmly she states,
“I am dying…”
“I do not know how long I have left.”

Her smile is late,
My reply I contemplate.
Confused and in shame,
I can not say her name.

Her eyes are clear
They show no fear
They search my mind
In distance and time

“I speak not of death…”
I only seek light.”
“I speak not of now,
I only seek night”

Taken aback
My words will attack
“Speak clear and right,
Explain to me your sight”

In reply,
as silent as a sigh…
She begins to cry

“I see a life I have not lived”
“I see a world that does not give”
“I dream of gardens and beauty beyond”
“I dream of a love that will be found”

“I have waited so long,
I have been patient and strong”
“Finally I break,
My walls I forsake”

Then silence

I hear her
Inside
She is right
As clear as light

I can not say her name
She is I and I the same
I understand her pain
I understand her shame

She is not dying a different death
She is not breathing a different breath
We are all running the same race
Although some travel a different pace

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~ by enreal on November 6, 2009.