Windows

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From the silence,

the lineage I see in your eyes
the child you were
in the gaze
I can hear,

The protest of death
is a smile-

there is nothing quiet about it.

Demonstrate.

The only promise I can make

is to return to this

When the day takes my vision away
and I’m not sure where to turn
let me love you,

From the silence

through the lineage
in your eyes.

Allison Distler