And although this poem had nothing to do with them since it was triggered by completely different circumstances... I dedicate the last two lines to them
Questioning Faith
Back to square one
But it feels like
The end back
Where we started
It's the beginning of the circle
Except
It becomes
Smaller.. each time
So hard to live
In the moment
When it lays
Waste
In the Past and Future
I see
The broken person
The fury and tears
And the frustration
With Love
Anger at insensitivity
And selfishness
One sin sent to right
another
I think
I am
Better
Alone
Not unlike God
But unable to give
And forgive
I think
I have
Lived
Much in love
But as tears go unseen
My love
I your hands
My heart unheard
Dies a silent Death
That brings us to
The End
Where Love
Begins
Outside of it
We all but
Die
So what glory is there
In breaking tethers
When Love is
All we are.
----Megha (06/26/08)