On this day
… the sun is peeking over the roofs to my east & moving over the pillows of snow drifted & frozen upon nearly everything.
the sky is clear …. forget-me-not blue. pale. clear.
at 8:30, i realize it was one week ago … around this time that sorrow landed with the pop & chaos of catastrophic violence in sandy hook.
and breathe … watching the sun and its reflection upon the snow.
i remember loss. my own personal, deep-to-the-marrow-loss and how above all things, i just wished that everyone would just stop
…. and i truly mean everyone. just fucking stop :
for a moment, for one moment - to realize the depth of my loss, the world's loss ….
to notice my aching & tattered hole.
and in stopping, i notice the light is moving closer to me …. silently sure & bold
silently illuminating my place
in stopping, we let the light to catch up with us