Saturday March 2, 2024 Poetry writing through Trauma

DEAR FUTURE

I ask for this

I am not trying to be greedy

I am trying to be greedy

Because I have only asked for one thing in my life

To have a daughter

And you gave that to me

I tried to ask for more

Because I thought

“It had worked”

Maybe I want more

I asked for Love

Instead you gave me the illusion of Love

You taught me the Buddhist concept of illusion

How wanting is illusion

How love is illusion

How life is an illusion

But with all that learning

Will all the humility I learned from

Seeking love and having that be the greatest illusion of all

You taught me to remember

What I had

So now, on the other side of a year lost in pain, and surgery, in broken bones, in weakness and darkening skies as my vision went, I realize.

I realize that all of that

Was what I asked for

So now I ask no more. 

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