(Warning: poem contains adult language)
I’ve collided with a transparent wall,
Not the kind that blocks the light,
Nor the kind that keeps you hidden,
And yet, it blocks and traps me.
I see the smiles of my beautiful granddaughters,
The open hearts of my children,
The love that lives within my family,
And yet, I am here and they are there.
I can see the beauty of the world,
Of nature, of other humans,
The spectacular colors of a New Mexico sunset,
And yet, I cannot go to it.
I’ve immense love to share,
A kindness that pours from my soul,
And yet, I cannot feel its connection.
I watch others’ joy,
I observe human intimacy,
I am mesmerized by those with passion,
And yet, my experience is not the same.
I know humans with walls,
But there’s are solid,
They hide there in the dark,
And yet, I stand in clear view but no one finds me.
I’ve lived on this side of the wall
For several decades,
And yet, no one even bumps into my transparent wall.
I pretend my smile is genuine,
I can move others with my minute sparks,
Creating revolutions with my words,
And yet, I cannot break through
27 Jan 2019