Through The Darkness
When your body betrays you,
What is left behind?
Your dreams,
Your ideas,
Your love,
Your memories?
Can that ever be enough?
When someone’s
Physical presence
Can be so immutable.
Who can ever really know
How things will turn out.
It’s so hard,
To put your faith
In anything other
Then what you can see,
Can touch,
Can hear.
Where does this leave us?
On this rock,
Floating through space.
How can we ever,
Really know,
What our life will mean?
The things
They expect us
To believe,
Aren’t so reassuring
Anymore.
I choose to believe in energy,
And will,
And beauty,
And most, of all love.
Not from above,
But with those
Who matter the most.
Who will be there
Through the darkness,
No matter what.
