Here’s a poem about something we desperately need yet seem to have too little of in today’s world.

the dialogue

in the darkness
suddenly i saw it

it went up
and then back down

it briefly paused
then up it went again

i tried to make it out
but couldn’t seem to

there i stood 
not knowing what to do

for me
this kind of dialogue
after all
quite new

not done
it then went back
where it had been

and stayed there
for a while

and as it looked at me
it almost seemed to smile

without warning
up it went again

then hovered for a while
till off it flew

and there i stood
with nothing but the shape
that in my heart
it drew
From Life’s Ballet © 2020 Charles Schlee