A water way

   Step into water. Melt away
all the pent up emotion. Release of
the tears.

   A mind that asks Jehovah
why, why now over and over. Ah
I want to scream yet all I can do is
run fingers over face. Then lean
against cold yellow tiles.

   The hopes of understanding
fall down the drain. Over and over
I ask and still only one answer
arrives.

   All was necessary to learn
to feel. To relearn about love.
Find out what, where the truth
has been.

   Hot water plays a melody down
dark auburn strands. Pooling
at toes, thundering on basin.

   Sliding down, crunching
knees to chin. Holding tight.
Hoping sense of loss to
cease.

   For mind to find peace.
Finally alert of ironic lessons
that still play on and on
in life.

   Waiting. Hoping.
         One day yes. Very soon.