Mornings In Confinement - Rebecca del Rio

[Larry Robinson]

Mornings In Confinement
 
Here’s what I want to write:
That confinement has made me
A better person, been a gift
Allowed for consideration,
Commitment to quiet
Contemplation and revelation
 
Here’s the truth:
Every morning I open
My eyes, listen to my heart
And hear either the tiger
Pacing and plotting
Escape. Or the housecat
Drawn to dream, to sleep
This solitary time away. 
 
I open my eyes to sun
Or dense, deep clouds,
A remembrance of wonder. 
I consider sleep and awakening
As sisters fatigued with fighting,
 
Knowing, like siblings,
That one day, they will separate
Not knowing that one day,
They will mourn their separation,
Recognize that, all along,
Each carried a secret
Key to the heart of the other. 
 
	- Rebecca del Rio
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