how did you get through it?
i stare at him,
and i often see myself,
looking back at you.
what were you thinking?
what was i thinking?
what is he thinking?
how did you handle
those challenges?
the moments?
the stages?
where did you find...
inspiration?
the sourcing?
the way through?
to continue on...
remaining rock solid
never wavering
i looked back with everything...trusting
as I still do today
forever
with greater perspective
on a deeper level
without the tangible spoken word
your insight is forever locked
out of reach,
yet within feels
like a large, beautiful vessel
off shore
within the sunset
i feel deeply for your gold
of which i will never receive
yet, filled and driven
by the mystery of the unknown
what would you have done?
said?
responded?
reacted?
felt?
what are the details?
how did you get through it?