Sitting Here Thinking for a Week Now

I've been sitting here thinking
for a week now,
in my self-inflicted isolation
asking for my questions and demands
to be answered.
All has been revealed in due time
only because I have listened
to the silence.
This journey is long and cold and lonely;
however, the next step
could always be the last.
No one will hold my hand;
No one will bring me joy.
I will forever be giving over what I wanted
into another's love and caring.
I will touch lives, but not deeply;
I will watch others do that.
I will always be stepping
into a crucial point
of someone's life
to watch them turn and walk away.
I will learn to move and flow
in the gifts
as my only rest
in support of others' work.
It is my price to pay.
A miracle it is
that I'm allowed human contact at all.

PamEhli/1998

I left it rubber room white...for good reason, eh?




Since 4-11-03

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