A Need For Space

i’m beginning to see

my silence was never to punish

(something i’ve feared of myself)

but for the space to remember

even if only as in a dream

lived lifetimes ago

–

i remember more

every day

of the love

the savior

the teacher you were to me

–

so what i’m saying

in this roundabout way is

i remember, also

more than the pain

–

to love enough to leave

and

remain soft

you are also teaching me this