To A Lost One
There is a silence
That we now know as years
Why is it easier to hide?
My truth and yours divide
I can't remember the last word
Pressure has its world and itself
Better to speak then on your own terms
When I imagine the loss that brings you back
Who's thoughts then do you confide in?
Who's life are you hiding from?
There is a grace that covers all that
And time purchases the words
We realize their weight
All these parents have wars that must die with them
Why enchant their survival?
We are lucky to move in a space of freedom
I hope you don't wait
Grace, let it be this day