On this day, sky exploded in sorrow.
Gaping holes appeared and void
imprisoned the heart.
Shrouds of ash heavy, falling, floating
Burying remains of those we loved or
never knew and memories we would never live.
I fail to loosen my grief.
How do I settle the shift?
All consciousness communed that day.
Exposed the shared
Stripped the sheath
Demanded its due.
We all lost something that day.
No one is exempt.
Terror still lingers both here and beyond.
That which binds us all, knows nothing of the shoal.
There is no sanctuary for the heart
When unknown souls suffer.
written on 9/11 by Wendi Strauch Mahoney