Insight | Dinka Bednjacic
I found a shine
in a smile,
glow on your face
even when you cry
There is no regret-
in the words you write,
or the letters you’ve never posted-
Like all the loves you have found-
Loves,
You have
Lost it
I have insight in the ways we have lived
Becoming open to the gentle rain-
like a meadows in spring
When all is due to be born
You are such gladness,
the shadow that will shelter behind the door,
found in a place that we would cry,
turns away
To wither and die
You are truly
a listener of your own thought,
the warrior of wounds
This joy,
will ease our fears,
with a baby
in hand
Hold
Gaze for a while