I Think This Anger ...
I think his Being now will go
And learn of things I cannot know
I think my sorrow at his leaving
Is for myself and of my grieving
I think this sense of great unkind
Is from my being left behind
I think the great abandonment
Is I can’t follow where he went
My desolation rides the back
Of understandings that I lack
I think this anger's jealousy
Is my own longing to be free
I think my tirade at On High
Is I am left not high but dry
I think this knowing of like-kind
Is worse when loss fast follows find
I think that what I’m being taught
Is truly feel and know heart-caught
I think this lesson from my friend
Is love and loss both start and end
I think my living have, then lose,
Will yield all answers if I choose
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