Saturday, August 29, 2009

Knows

Knows
The interior contours
Of the drop of rain,
The shapes of life
In the drop of blood,
The texture of salt
In the drop of ocean sea.

Knows
The echoes of hope
In the young girl’s tears,
The fear of desperation
In the young man’s sweat,
The taste of darkness
In the shriveled soul.

Knows
The hidden places,
The silent rooms,
The abandoned squares,
The vacant hallways,
The empty hearts.

Knows.

3 comments:

Kelly said...

the fear of desperation in the young man's sweat...

He is not desperate yet, but he works because he is afraid of getting there. Amazing observation.

L.L. Barkat said...

This...

"contours
Of the drop of rain"

To be able to fit inside the smallest of spaces and see and know... yes, that is something.

shrinkthecamel said...

Glynn - This is wonderful. Just coming back from the salty ocean, immersed in it every day, thinking how the same elements of the ocean make up my body... How did God tie this all together?

Beautiful.