Knowing

She sits,  she waits.

Knowing.

Tears fall because of what she knows.

Tears fall because of what she sees.

Tears fall because of what she feels helpless to change.  Knowing that what she sees is not her responsibility or will but always left out of her control,  up to others.  This ashames one that wishes more upon troubled thoughts.  This leaves empty that which no one else can fill yet which all of humanity must try.

Knowing,

knowing that a heart breaks at the will of others

knowing that it is time to let go

knowing that ultimately one can not 

knowing that this is what kills the soul

knowing that it is time to be buried,  for such knowledge is always left out alone in the cold to die

alone knowing

knowing complete sadness

knowing complete loneliness 

how can one breath this last breath with this wisdom set forth with eyes opened too wide,  left out to die

knowing

One wishes not to

Beauty knows,  dares not to tell so others will learn which is only learned from

knowing

Kris Haas

January 29th,  1994