Lou J. Klaiber

FROM A TRUCK WINDSHIELD AT SUNRISE

Everyman fights his own
war.
in the real heat of battle!
… And then later
behind the forehead
and between the ears
and in the heart
hiding… and finds
a small tear falling
for others and the self.
A small tear remembering
vague history
so very NOW!

Everyman grows old;
yet warriors do not fear
what they have touched
and spoken to!
Embraced
and hated!

Death no longer feared
is a friend indeed.
One part
of what is
Holy!