Pen Hovering Close
by Odin Roark

When the pen hovered close,
Memories begged to be grounded,
Aspirations lunged for the brass ring,
And the now waited.

When the pen hovered close,
Tears merged in denial,
Elations froze as bygone anomalies,
And you, and you, and you
Gathered as patient linchpins remembered.

When the pen hovered close,
I emerged from hiding,
Spread my arms to the unknown
And implored courage take my hand.

When the pen hovered close,
The distance from weeping to joy grew short
The dark ink of release etched its smiles
And all of you were there…

Even you.