Sharing Poem Amidst Tragedy We’re Experiencing…

Evening falls recently over downtown Los Alamos. Photo by Carol A. Clark/ladailypost.com

By JOE STANEK
Los Alamos

I’m just an average fellow that lives and works on the hill and I thought I’d attempt to share some words, a poem, that came to me last night amidst the tragedy that we are experiencing:

Houses​

My breath is but a candle light​
the in and the out ​
of the light and the darkness​

Yet taken for granted​
for measure by measure​

If the eye is the window​
then the lung is the house​
But in a house is a ceiling and a floor​

And if candles are people​
they are locked in their houses​

And many candles have gone out of them​

Houses with mantles and candles gone out​
While others grow dim​

Let the lighted breath continue to burn​
in remembrance of those no longer breathing​

And houses untouched ​
give honor​
to those touched​

And have empathy, compassion,​
and sorrow and tears​

And let the breath of our light continue to shine​
into the darkness for those​
flames now gone out​

My flame flickers​
by their breath now gone out​
and they whisper to us​

Live​

As our houses are shaking​
As our windows are wet​

From here till tomorrow​
We’ll not soon forget​

To do better​
To awaken​
To change​
To graduate​

And apply the lessons​
and to ask the questions​

And to wonder ​
Why​

Joe Stanek

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