connections

to notice, and appreciate

I write--

sometimes with finger and pen and paper,

and more often with the way I act upon the world,

with the words I use to notice another,

to appreciate another,

to feel for how this moment came to be for them

and for the hope that suffuses them

with how the next moments might be,

I live for connections,

I feel the loneliness 

that can seem to be wrapped around

the way we move through the world,

as if we’re in a trackless wood,

and no one sees us,

and, no matter how hard we run,

we fear the way we go,

at my heart I want to be there for the other,

so that each can be even more sure

that the path each writes upon the world

is noticed and worth the effort

each moment demands.

by Henry H. Walker

October 11, ’13