Inspiration Information

  Khost, Khowst, Afghanistan
Saturday, June 13, 2009

         


Your brooding eyes drift toward the hills,

somewhere in the direction of oblivion and better days.
                                                                                          
Yet the stirring visions of fruitful change and new beginnings    

concede to doubt once more, while those fading and worn

sketches of tomorrow are gently nestled

back into your shirt pocket.  




   


An opening of blue sky cuts flat into the steel-gray clouds,        






and the weight of despair settles again onto your clenched fist. 

                                                               

 
                                                                                                   
                                                           
This strength, this resiliency absorbed in faith, to endure – to continue peddling forward

along a perceived endless road, destined for inconceivable hardship…




...while I recognize the insignificance, somewhere closer to the other side, now

pervaded with empathy and permanently altered, I am a better man than before,

because of you.

                                                                                                  


In the grasp of our hands, if only a little, find solace in knowing

that now, in my dreams too, resides a notion, a hope, that the day that you long for,

will come.