Say to the\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n
It isn\u2019t easy saying it. Especially when it\u2019s real.<\/p>\n
We met at one of those crossroads; you know, one of those that are more cross and less road.<\/p>\n
She was sleeping there. I was awake; thought I knew where I was going. Ha! In retrospect, what a foolish thought.<\/p>\n
Well, she was sleeping and I was awake. Ha! Another reality soon to be discovered as false: you see, it did turn out \u2013 at about that sharp turn in the road \u2013 that it was she awake and I asleep. But we haven\u2019t yet reached that sharp turn, so more on that a little further down the road.<\/p>\n
I carried a lot of baggage. And when I asked her why she didn\u2019t carry any, she said: \u201cI haven\u2019t yet come across anything special enough to carry along with me.\u201d I was intrigued.<\/p>\n
She did have a book, though, and when I asked her (I asked her an awful lot) what the book was about, she said (she didn\u2019t say an awful lot, but when she did it was beautiful): \u201cIt is a map, containing directions for the road we are on.\u201d Very intrigued.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut there is no cover,\u201d I exclaimed. \u201cO,\u201d said she, \u201csome things don\u2019t have covers \u2013 they just come as they are.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHa! Now that\u2019s a laugh. No cover? What\u2019s to protect it from being hurt, being scarred?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cO, nothing. But nothing\u2019s to protect it from being loved, being touched either\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLove? Ha! Now that\u2019s touching. What a laugh…\u201d And I laughed while she was silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo,\u201d I had begun to disturb her silence, \u201cwhat exactly do you deem special enough to carry along with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cO,\u201d (she turned her eyes first down to the ground, perhaps shyly, then up to the clouds, perhaps dreamingly) \u201csomething real, something eternal that doesn\u2019t fade with the sun\u2019s rays and doesn\u2019t go out of fashion with the moon\u2019s beams; something forever, always alive, beating, smiling \u2013 a purpose no one can take away, a dream no one can disturb, just a tiny spark from the flame of Truth and Life.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wow! Much more than intrigued. But it was a feeling I couldn\u2019t recognize and so\u2026well I don\u2019t know: just then, it seemed the words I had always been able to rely on had somehow begun to fail me.<\/p>\n
And here is where we come upon that sharp turn in the road. It was more than sharp. It was blunt, raw, where we could no longer journey along safely, without addressing the turns of the road and the twists of the heart.<\/p>\n
It was time to say it, one way or another, and I couldn\u2019t. I don\u2019t know why.<\/p>\n
She had gone and left the book with me. For a very long time I didn\u2019t \u2013 no, couldn\u2019t \u2013 open it.<\/p>\n
It was at a crossroad that I had to, lest I get lost forever. And as I turned the first page of the book and read, I turned the key to my heart and bled. Three words she had written.<\/p>\n
It was then I knew it was she awake all along and I asleep.<\/p>\n
Now I follow those words through crossroad after crossroad, sharp turn after sharp turn and no longer do I think I know where I\u2019m going. I know exactly where I\u2019m going.<\/p>\n
Let me say it. I love you.<\/p>\n
Mendel Jacobson is a writer, poet and journalist living in Brooklyn. His weekly poetry can be seen at jakeyology.blogspot.com<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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