HINTS
Since we keep so many things quiet,
we try to pick up the meaning of small
hints from each other - when we’re
miles and miles away from one another.
Slight signals - infinitesimal signs …
hints that we’re still in this for the long
run - that this trip was worthwhile …
that we’re making the right choices.
God, I’m talking and thinking about you.
At times, I’m not so sure of you in all this.
Am I supposed to pick up a message
from corn on the cob - the grab of a
lobster - a cloud silently sliding by
or a V flock of geese heading south?
Or should I spend my time talking to
those I’m with when I get home -
instead of trying to figure out every hint
from a distance - far, far from home?
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016
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