The Great Question
When a man finds that someone
who really cares, that someone
he really trusts–
he will tell her
all his secrets,
only to forget them himself–
knowing she will lock
them safely within–
and he will bend to this knee.
When a man finds
that woman
who really adores him,
who really sees
him
for who he can’t show–
he will let her
know
all of his emotions, and
she’ll reintroduce them
to him, as if they
were new strangers–
he will uncover
his heart
and reach for this case.
When a man feels
incomplete,
hears his own whispers, in a
Unison solitude–
he’ll see
the sunlight pierce
through the ears of the
maternal instinct–
and she will stand
right here, in front of
the only door to the future–
blessed with the
blessings
of his ancestral validities–
he will not pray
on it;
for a prayer from heaven
will wrap itself in the case
holding this ring–
he will arm himself
with faith, no longer
seeing this life alone–
He will ask God
to
no longer walk with
him alone–
For this moment,
this time
has finally come.
For me to take
the
same deep breaths that
filled the lungs of Adam
in his finally
nights
alone in the Garden–
and sigh the same
first sigh a child sighs
when he is cut
from the cord into
a new life;
and now ask you
the great question..?
Mark Anthony
Thomas
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