This week, as I continued to reflect on themes of Lament, we lost a brilliant literary artist, activist, teacher. We may never know the full impact Toni Morrison’s work. It will continue to reach hearts and minds for generations to come. Today, I share a poem from her book “Five Poems”. May it be a blessing to you this week.
Someone Leans Near
Someone leans near
And sees the salt your eyes have shed.
You wait, longing to hear
Words of reason, love or play
To lash or lull you toward the hollow day.
Silence kneads your fear
Of crumbled star-ash sifting down
Clouding the rooms here, here.
You shore up your heart to run. To stay.
But no sign or design marks the narrow way.
Then on your skin a breath caresses
The salt your eyes have shed.
And you remember a call clear, so clear
“You will never die again.”
Once more you know
You will never die again.