Poem

There is pain

In these dreams

And rejoicing.

And I don’t

Know

How they got there – in my head and

Heart?

How the plain terror of them

That once was firmly in residence – but is no more –

Has disappeared?

Where has it gone?

And why?

I don’t deserve it.

And I did nothing – as far

As I know –

To make it happen

And this makes it even more precious

And

True.