arrived at
a river
where I
stood
naked
shivering
vulnerable
scared.
open to
the one
heart
that knew
pain
greater
than
my own.
not blinking.
not judging.
not cringing.
not repulsed.
a perfect
pitch
a perfect
match.
mind and
heart and
soul in
harmony.
light
then
darkness
then
nothing.
did you
stop
loving
me
or
did you
stop
loving the
you that
loved me?
as love
flows
mother to
child, so
my love
flows
to her
mother,
certain
that streams
feed rivers
and love
flows forever.