This day I dread,
has come,
It has passed,
I’m still in me
I did not wither nor reach for the lever,
to pull myself back nor wish to turn back time
This day I did not dread deeper than the last
or same,
much less
Unburdened
This day drew a smile and I dreamt of the improbability of existing,
Within dimensions I bear witness to
I could not have met you
or you,
Loved you because
This day would not have come.
Himyarite 