I Prayed that I would love
someone
again in this lifetime.
That he would
recognize
me in my selfness
and be glad.
Glad as primitively as a
single
glimpse
regales the saddest
crying echo of my
name morphing into
Song.
Have I found that
ecstatic moment?
Have you in the
moment's recognition
sung with me
tonight?
No The End is not my
Beginning. It is the
World
Which breathed our
names
Together
Caroline Shank
11.19.23