Poem I

Return

My eyes blinded

I stumble…

I stumble

Blinded

Not by the overwhelming presence of light

Or the tidal waves of the dark

But the absence of you

That absence

Once the presence

Of

You

They say there is no light

Without the dark

No dark without

The light

I could say this

Turn it over and over

In my head

But I know that

Plainly…simply

There is no absence

Without the presence

Of you