i cannot make time go faster
and it may just mean racing to inevitable sadness
the lines on my face darken and deepen
as the waiting gets heavier and heavier
i know all the sages say
that joy is found in the here and now
it is not what will be
but what is
where happiness is hidden in plain sight
but it is a tall order
for people who do not like to watch rocks move
although maybe for me today
i can find it in the form of hope itself
hope that life may grow and grow
Less Than 1%: Surviving My Stillborn 