perimeters

midst intersecting wires I watch him............
head bowed down,
he carefully places one foot in front of the other......
and walks the perimeter of the playground.............

children run around him, past him.......
breeze carries faint hints of shrill laughter.....
his silence visibly sits on his shoulders
as he walks the perimeters of his childhood............

life broken into step by step fragments
family stripped to it's very essence
raw from the complexities of mind, body, behavior
re-evaluating the perimeters, we walk.........

love challenges limitations, this I know...........
for every fear, every doubt, every worry,
deep in the folds of love hope grows.......
slowly revealing itself in each small connection.........

he puts his head back and breathes in the sun....
his eyes closed, his smile generous......
he takes his place on a single file line
and anxiously walks the perimeters of assimilation..........


midst the intersecting wires I watch him............
never quite able to sturdy my heart.......my son beautiful......
the battle between what is and what could be..........
walking on perimeters I need to dissolve