Between Yes and No

There is that maybe land that lies between yes and no
Passing through it you carry a heavy load of I don’t know

Wishing for the one, dreading the other

But maybe is not no, not yes, but not no

Each day no closer, but no further

The weeks come, one after another

Not know whether to stay or move on

Wanting to be loved, but not like a brother

In the back of your mind from dust to dawn

That tomorrow the maybe will be gone

And you will know the next steps to take

As you pick the path you’ll be upon

While hoping for the goodness sake

Knowing that fate can twist like a snake

As you pass the land that lies between yes and no

My dear, with nothing able to get into my mind but you,
I wrote this after your last word on Facebook.
It is 15:30 now,
and I am sure that you are in the operating room by now along
with my prayers and good wishes.
I await the good news that all went well.

That was my had that brushed your cheek

My breath that moved your hair

As I bent over you to take a peek

Coming as close as I dared

While they were putting you under

When they told you to count back from ten

That I did not keep you awake was a wonder

As I breathed hard again and again

Until you went into wherever we go

When we are drugged out of our minds

And our mind is without thought

We ride with the gentle winds

Until, you don’t know when, we come back

To the world with all you left behind

Although with the empty sacks

Which, in time, you will have relined

To please yours and other’s eye

“Vanity, all is vanity” the preacher said

But they cut away what was hard to say goodbye

As you laid drugged out on their bed

And now your soul has to come to terms

With the self-image you have had all of your life

To yourself, you have to come back to reaffirms

What it is they took away with their knife