Whisperings Poem by Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer

Whisperings

A belated reaction poem to the first year past for all of us who in sorrow, and in sharing, in pain and in pride ‘made it through the
rain’*** of the last year.09/18/02

The heart whispers:
Dare I ever care, again?
Dare I ever love?
Dare I look up once more?
Dare we look away?

The mind whispers:
Can I chance another blow?
Can I stand another loss?
Can I risk another jolt?
Can we turn away?

The self whispers:
Will I ever be the same?
Will I always want times past?
Will I never heal from this?
Will we claim our lives?

Clear as a song, the soul answers:
We are who we dare to be,
We risk every day we live,
We change all the time.
And that is well,
that is love,
that is life,
that is real,
And we do go on.