Beforeword: What is your IT?

Here IT comes again
Softly this time
Not loud enough
to break you
Only enough
to remind
Of almost
Of if only-could-have-been
Of dreams
that outlived
the dreamers
You gather
the scattered pieces
of conversations
Read meanings
that were never written
Retrace
well-worn paths
Knowing
where they end
Night stretches
Sleep waits
at the edge
of turbulent thoughts
Morning arrives
Quiet
Asking
to begin again
And still
You leave
a little space
beside hope
Just in case
IT
finds you
first
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In creative solidarity, Dee

