Un-numbing

I cry,

So deep I make no sound…

I only hear the silence of my grief,

a face wrinkled by sadness and hurt

I touch the wetness of my tears,

and I think, and ponder on the pains of such a time as these…

How long, how long,

How much, how much,

I see war, violence,

Among countries, among states,

Among families, and among friends,

I see violence within…

Violence engenders violence.

I think of my sisters and brothers in Ukraine and Russia,

and I grieve… how frightening, how disheartening

Naïve to think we are in peace where I am

Far from it! division is multiplying

I notice my tears and my fears,

deep in my bones when I take the time to feel.

Relief! You come and go so fast,

I want to make a tent for you, so you can stay,

but for whatever reason you leave,

and I am left longing for your return...