Dear One

Why is it that it's good until it isn't?
the sun that was
bright and warm in the sky…

"It was so beautiful just a moment ago."
You said,
then clouds.

My niece's baby is dead.

The worst in life is
less about
the addition of the bad
and more about the absence
of good.

If death is a lie, it is one told with the sincerest of certainty;
faith is not a gift i can give myself
so i wait…

in love
with all who are left
recognizing what is good and giving
and living my whole self for this…

I don't think I'll feel cheated
even if all that is to an end is an end

because whatever else reveals itself to be true
I'll have been lucky enough to be a part of what we've called beautiful.