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You Bring Me What Is Next

You bring promise to me.  

What had happened throughout my life I do not understand.
I wondered,  
Is a soul’s expression cut down because it is no longer functional when evil reigns?  
Is expression elite,
for the pure of heart.
Is it no longer at the heart of work when work is all that is left.  

Is it possible I can survive the loss of my mother’s faith,
the loss of my father’s hope so many years ago’
the loss of my Lucy’s life, so real and fresh.  
Is it possible that the creative bulldozers she dreamed of are real.  
Is it possible that life can include shalom
while destruction continues its constant rain.  
Is shalom not just a myth to seduce youth and age into not despairing.

Having you with me is disturbing in my soul.
Disturbed where there is vitality and life,
mystery and still secrets,
force and calm,
creativity not yet released,
promise and hope.

It reminds me of years ago, when hope was more vivid,
when my soul believed it could express itself  and not become damaged.  
When I believed in soul and not evil.  

Lucy believed in soul.  I believed in her.
She finally did what was in her soul.  
It was beautiful to watch.  
It left me feeling soulless,
but I loved her,
loved her with all my heart.

You bring promise to me.

To the woman who came into my life after my wife Lucy’s death from cancer.

Copyright © Fitz Cook

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  1. Date: 2/6/2013 7:56:00 AM
    Such a touching poem! Beautifully written from the heart and it showed through amazingly. Condolences on Lucy's passing... Congratulations on finding someone to help you through life... a rare and beautiful thing like your poetry.

  1. Date: 1/3/2012 3:18:00 PM
    Sorry to hear about your loss. You speak of being punished(?) for letting the creative juices flow. I have felt that way too. The darkness is just not acceptable, so....what to do? I word it differently, or let it pour out, and then never post it. :) I guess the reason is because so many people are influenced by our poetry, and we really do not want to spread the darkness, it's true. I enjoyed your poem. Hugs, Catie :)