Later

I’m not interested
in getting lost
in words
that sound Spiritual
when there is a human heart
before me.

Especially if it is breaking
broken
or bleeding.

Presence
Awareness
Compassion
before
Concepts.

Come into
my arms.
Be held by my heart.

Talk can happen
later.

It’s hard to believe

It’s hard to believe
how many Saturday nights
I’ve had without you.
Sundays and Mondays
and all the other days, too.

Sometimes I wonder
if I should have made
different choices.
Usually, I don’t.
Usually, I realize
I couldn’t have.

I did the best
with what I knew.

I trust
I know better now.