Sally Eslinger Poet Free verse

The Bond

*** The Bond ***												—-————————————-
(Written for Bob Heman, my poet/artist friend since 
1969, whose heart is very strong and will reach to 
all.  Be well soon, I pray, dear Bob!)
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Seems strange how I 
Start watching
That — UP —
	               — Down —
Then, there,  again — UP —							  					                                                       —   Down —
…I had been afraid, as
My fingers were so frozen…I
Did not want that to be your idea
Of me or my spirit.  But, I saw
Then how my arm had extended 
My hand out ahead to greet
Yours and the way our
Meeting played
Scales of
Motion in
The air … UP —
		— DOWN —
While, my 
New acquaintance,
You, did not notice
The fear in my fingers …
Or that my eyes rose from closed-
Down to open, hoping to see you smile.
Truly  risky: to break a route thru
The walls of oneself for another,
Like throwing out life’s game-dice
To roll with the thrill, plus the 
Dread — in that anticipation
Of some luck, or a  chance,
For an inspired destiny,
A miraculous fate?
Pre-ordained that
We would meet?  
And, bond in
Fellowship?
To share
The path
We walk…
Years
Long…

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(c)sally young Eslinger 12/14/21

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Evelyn Judy Buehler December 17, 2021 at 12:10 PM A great friendship is a wonderful thing. Sometimes there seems to be an instant connection. A beautifully written poem, Sally.