WOMAN

courtesy @potraitfestival

You watch me watch her, who is she?

The contrast falls, the colors don’t add up, why should she stay, why would you fall?

Woman, life, the fall; Woman! Woman! God, Woman, Death- The continuum. Why should she stay? Why would you fall? I have washed my hands and washed my heart, sat on the fence, the coward’s pride, and watched her dance. Why should I fall? Or when would I fall?

“Teach me what I do not see; if I have done iniquity, I will do no more, oh God.”

Where am I going? I could not see her face, but I heard her voice in the wind and in my dream, she sang, “What do you know about true love?”

“Nothing!” The only thing I know. No one fully knows, they all stumble, grope in the darkness hoping to find the light, hoping to find her light.