A few chance words thrown up in the air
and daggers out
clashing, dashing, smashing!
Then
deafening silence
What now?
How?
Invisible line grows bright
filled with light
and might
Dare step over me? It challenges.
There is no need to cross
and yet, the line holds power
'cause on the other side
are loved ones lost
forever in a criss-cross
of you-first and
if-you-can't-then-I-can'ts.
Heart and soul
do not dare
or care
to step across in forgiveness
Even tears stay this side
willing and living and taking
one day at a time.
