(the contrast)

the contrast is greater than my
imagination
could have foretold

the contrast shows me just
what
i’ve been missing

but

the contrast also reminds me of
joy
we used to share

of hours
spent laughing and dreaming

together

you see,
the contrast grieves me more than
words
could ever describe

and i am
left

with no way to peacefully
resolve
the contrast of

the harsh cries of your loss
and
the fresh sighs of
newborn

hope

(give me time)

(september 6, 2004, 2:16 P.M.)
for phil