The Love That Makes Us Care So Much

Don’t mistake my silence for indifference.
I’m trying to make sense of the senseless,
Trying to figure out where my voice fits
Amidst the cries of rage, of mourning, of intellectual reason,
And demands for #somethingdifferent.

It feels, sometimes, like we are suspended by a thread,
A fragile cord that wants to connect us
To the earth
To each other
To our selves.
What is the fear that frays these fibers?
Where is the love that will mend them?

Not the superficial love of a pebble
Skimming along the surface of a pond,
Hoping to make it to the other side without sinking.

But the love that penetrates
To ask challenging questions and listen
To answers we may not want to hear.

The love that embraces complexity,
And moves us through fear to reach for an intimacy
That may not feel comfortable at first.

The love that makes us care so much
That we won’t keep silent anymore.