Unspoken | A Poem

by L.M. Browning, from a private collection


There are things that will go unsaid

and unwritten—that will live in us alone

until time shifts the landscape of memory

and all that we remember is changed.


Out beyond the murkiness left

by anger-tinted arguments,

remember what you know in your heart

and bring that truth close.


For a moment let it be.

For a moment love it as-is.

For a moment hold it

               then let it go.


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