We lean on each other
\nwith our sticks, our canes.
\nI need you to open my day.
\nTo give me eyes and a pause.
\nTo catch my breath and forget sleep,
\nthat leaves me with longings and fear.
\nHow could I go on with my life
\nwithout you?
\nI would die of cold.
\nI would vanish in dust.
\nMy heart would break into pieces.
\nI cannot be alone.<\/p>\n
I was brought into the world
\nwith a heart beating near mine.
\nI swam in the sea of my mother\u2019s sorrow.
\nI read her thoughts as my own.
\nThere were no corners,
\nno endings.
\nI rose from her clay,
\nfrom the shadows that pursued her.
\nAnd I knew you were there,
\nsomewhere,
\nbeyond the minutes and hours,
\nof her loneliness.<\/p>\n
You were there waiting in the distance,
\nwaiting in the flower
\nthat opened its heart with a bed of gold.
\nKnowing I would come
\nfrom the edge of an unknown road,
\nlooking for your eyes,
\nthe sound of your words,
\nand astonished,
\nfind you beside me,
\nas if we came into the world together,
\nheld by a cord that was ours alone,
\nwoven by fate,
\nand blessed by heaven.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We lean on each other with our sticks, our canes. I need you to open my day. To give me eyes and a pause. To…<\/p>\n