Would you try to do what you cannot know?
Open the door and close it the same way?
Is inside for you the same as outside?
Look out the window: Do you see the snow?
Don’t you wish it were the humidity
or even the heat that would stay outside?
Inside would be okay when I could sleep
with you. Rain falls, the child within me sleeps.
Would I be where you are if I'm not here?
Would I need to be sure I am nowhere?
There is a beauty beyond forbidding
the body to break into song.
Rain falls there, snow drifts here. Who is too cold
or warm where weather's neither good nor bad?
(11 November 2013)
copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander