For My Sister

                        For My Sister

         The words jar
                             shock my core.
               Deep inside my soul
                                           someone cries
         And I don't know why.

         I cannot see who it is whose sorrow
               Breaks, like that of slow moving bubbles
               on a surface calm, blue, loving, gentle.
         But, I can feel her pain-
                             it moves through my heart
                             neck and shoulders
                                                           in waves.

         Grief becomes ambiguous.
               I am unable to pin down the
               shockwaves moving through      a
                             single thought
         Blasts into my awareness
                                                   leaving me breathless.

         "This letter is one of those that say nothing."

                 OH! but it does say something
                             I hear your pain, illness
                             anxiety, concern and love
                             givingness.

         Never never say your words say nothing.

         They tell me who you are.