Breaking Open

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We’re all trapped in busy patterns

Of our own devising

Yet, in brief moments together

You seem to want to break free

But how can I know

Your intentions and desires

If you keep them shrouded

In dark reclusive mystery

Reading your verses penned

To the Fairhaven maiden

Shook my soul to its very core

And stirred my heart’s gray ember to flame

Yet, I could never be Petrarch’s Laura

Stuck in an idealized frame of time

Never flesh or made whole

But frozen in the amber of another’s desire

Leaving all to the universe to decide

I meagerly offer friendship and kindness

Communication is the key

To not getting lost in life’s storms

We are all connected

Even when we feel most alone

But each has to open their heart

To be the other's calm port between the storms