Looking into my
father’s eyes I saw all the reasons
he always refused to
see me. I tried to hide
in the fold of all the years past
trying to escape in
earlier memories. But sometimes
memories aren’t enough and
sometimes love is not
what it was. Obligation is not love.
And fear is not love.
And that’s what I saw in his eyes
whenever I was able to force him
to not avert his eyes. I also saw
how he had chosen not to
be obligated to me anymore and
I began to let go. I released him
like so many birds
kept in cages for too long.
Even when I’d closed my heart tight
like a fist, it still hurt me
how he didn’t try to hold on.
He just let go.
Peace & Love,