|Photo by Jennie Roberts Jenkins|
I thought you weren't there
because I couldn't feel you
for the intensity of my circumstances.
The feelings of your gentle, general
presence were wiped away
by the trauma I faced.
As I learn to read the story
over again, I see you are everywhere
so close and surrounding me,
especially when night's at its darkest.
What I thought and felt
as your absence was
an intensity of presence
for which I had no reference point.
"Trust" you whisper. "Hold on,
because I'll never let go of you."
© 2015 Todd Jenkins