Two More Poems

 Awakening  by Ron Miller

Some live in a coma

Where they hover through the years

Between birth and death

Without dreams even, but often in tears

For the Life they never lived

But in a coma observed.

Blinded by darkness,

Beguiled, finally benumbed by walls and caves

Built or dug by themselves—but sometimes by fate

Held captive by things not needed but served.

Until a friend interrupts this sleep, breaks the wall

And the light that will enter at even the smallest crack

Is admitted and illuminates a path that was just outside

         all along.

A hand is extended and invites

That first step back into the light and to that less-traveled track.

And there occurs an awakening.

So why did it take so long?

Your Presence   by Ron Miller

Your presence passes through my life

And through my dreams while we are apart.

Remembering when you stepped across

The threshold into my world

And brought your song when you arrived.

And sang to me without words.

And awakened my heart. 

And rescued a life from the lost and found.