Being apart punctuates our lives with question marks.

We ask ourselves, “How long?”
So we dream.
We wonder about each other’s whereabouts.
So we believe.
We concern ourselves with each other’s welfare.
So we pray.

We doubt our wisdom.
So we trust our hearts.
We second guess ourselves.
So we act in faith.
We question our tomorrow.
So we cherish the present.

We fear the question marks that have punctuated our lives.
So we build walls;
Walls to hide from our fear, walls to hide from our frustration,
And walls to hide from our feelings.
Let us never build walls that would cut us off from the world,
Or from each other.

When I think of you,
My thoughts are never punctuated with a question mark,
But always with an exclamation point!
No question is too hard to wait for the answer.
No wall is too hard to climb.

Whatever the question,
You are the answer to all of my dreams.
This time of testing demands an answer,
But, you are the answer that punctuates my life
With the exclamation point of your love!

©2001 Michael S. Davis