Be a Light
is there no one now
who can use the strength you have to give?
who might walk with us another mile
because of that leftover food on your plate
you don’t need to be a hero
chest puffed
flashing glances
you can be disheveled
broken yourself
it doesn’t matter
a look across the gulf can save them
can last for decades even
that someone met them on time,
it goes on in countless ways
be a light, in the gathering light
be a prayer in the ruins
be the pulse quickening
the warm breath,
be that grace handed off in celebration
in confirmation that we still have
the ground of peace with us
and its not forgotten
no its not forgotten
that all this music is waiting
some simple things, they are not talked about
they go mostly unnoticed
but those gifts we give in secret
they are the lasting power
— Jason Espada
From Original Waters:
Collected Poems 2009-2015
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