A lonely feeling I don’t really miss anyone in particular At least not at the level of awareness Maybe there doesn’t need to be a personification of loneliness There could just be a hole in my heart, One that no longer aches But has yet to begin to heal. A grieving that is ever-present A grieving for what? A long hoped-for relationship? Something from long ago that is unresolved? Out of reach, inaccessible, unidentifiable, Yet so real? There is one I will miss That will bring a deep loneliness A long marriage brings forth another presence One beyond and outside either one of us Yet in us together Sacrament Oneness ©2022 Thomas W. Cummins
