life feigns to be seamless
while hearts are ripped asunder
jostling for control
dangerously engaged with our trust
there are no victors
only victims
When we stumble
the fall can be cosmic
sympathy is grand
rescue is preferable
pause
breathe in
exhale
step
repeat
Who will hear the lament of the sigh
will peace come as a thief in the night
faintly,
as the gentle breeze offers relief to sun bleached bones
I AM
nothing is more clear and yet remains clocked
I AM
wonder and certainty dance
I AM
Rev. Shawn J. Smith 