meeting

________

Well, I've met people
innocent and full of sin
young like myself years past,

and they grew up old,
filled all with disappointment,
never loved by Wisdom.

Well I prayed for you
to stay! Oh, never lose your
cynical hope, youth, lust--

But I now confess
I never had much hope for you
in sweat pants, cheap make-up:

well, you might survive;
innocent, foolish, sinner.
We all were young, years past.

But what's to live for,
shy of Wisdom's love and sunk
in self-seen tragedy?

Live for the sunrise
in your lover's eyes, small friend:
salvation is a gift only given.



dec '09
jan '10