Sharing Life and Death
Was it an echo reverberating back through Time?
What did I hear
In the silence between heartbeats?
Why did I cry
At such an inappropriate moment?
How did I know
What I could never, ever
I asked you to walk me down the aisle
Twenty-two and a half years before
You asked me to walk down the same aisle
Of course, I was crying—
Long before I knew what you would suffer,
Long before your diagnosis,
Long before your death.
I cry now too.
What did we know then,
You holding back your tears
While mine spilled freely?
Could you have imagined the echo?
Not then, not ever.
I knew that I felt alone
While surrounded by those who loved me most.
What do I know?
What can I know?
What will I know
When I admit all that can be known?
Did I hear an echo?
Did time warp around itself?
Why do I wish I could go back
With the understanding I now embody?
Written 12 29 04