Thaw

Shillings and Sunbeams

The day is poised to make blue appeal

Words muddled in spring rain seem to absorb emotional floods

And a sunny disposition becomes

what is gathered in a reed basket

I breathe deeper than I can hold

hoping the sand that coats my eyes will wash away

Hoping the dry salt in my throat will release its grip

There’s nothing to talk about, nothing to discuss

Clarity is stark against the light of day,

and I’ve learned my lessons

We are sent to each other, to teach what is unconditional

To reach what is fathomless of our inner lives,

to discover how much we can hold

The exchange rate is higher, the lines are made bolder

Now over and only just begun,

and I want to wring the tears from my fabric

Let them fall until I melt into a puddle and condense into the wind

So this I finally know

How much I can love you