She, inside me

She holds a flower,

Pray, it careens in the strong wind.

.

My soul molts,

Something breaks through,

.

But it is her.

.

My sins of commision,

My sins of ignorance,

My sins of omission,

Shame on me.

.

This the end of the legacy of

My "strong" man,

My only strength is that

.

I allow her to be alive in me

Once more.

.

.

Isaac