Silhouetted by light-traced form
around the window, behind the door-
she stands, her hand upon its knob
ready to turn, and yet she cannot.
It will not open, that solid trunk
safety net of former forest-
not by grasp nor pull, revealing
a living world beyond her being.
Anxiety, birthed from shade-
offers security of darkened wing.
Riddles life a haunting maze,
hand-feeds fear with doubt and lies.
Today, she will not face the truth-
in shadows safe and rumors loud.
Maybe tomorrow, or even next year-
or, maybe never, so it appears.
Yet, Love is faithful, standing strong
gently reminds, Take your time;
if we cannot overcome in Life
we most certainly will in Death.
Where shadows dare not exist
amid Source Energies of Truth.
Kathy is a very prolific writer who couples deep feeling with spirituality. Her writings reflect an astute observation of both a vulnerable self and family history. Her life line to the world is poetry, and her dedication to the craft is an inspiration to those who read her offerings of love and hope.