The Fall Poem by Kevin Patrick Brown

Passion is a raw wound that bleeds
But Time is a healer of all that
Cuts the flesh and saps the spirit.

Distance is a fog that blunts what
We understand and know; doubts
breed in the darkness that enfold us.

Can we let scars replace the knowledge
We once had, or can Love nurse our needs
And allow flesh to peacefully join as one?

We yearn for an instant of time we held
But the burden of carrying the past
As we knew it, holds us from the future.

In front of us is dark uncertainty, and
Yet can we learn the lessons of trust,
Pushing away the arms of suspicion.

We fall, helpless with fear and longing,
But we know that we will be caught
As long as we let ourselves believe.