weary days
yield to
unrelenting
nights

irrepressible thoughts rise
out of the confusion--
finding solidarity in pain
and vulnerability in the heart

we--
two travelers,
separate and
without voice,
walk our
different paths
with heads down
in servitude--
alone on this
journey

there is safety and comfort
in numbers, there is laughter
in meaningless words--
but those like you and me
find shelter in our solitude
and nourishment in our thoughts.

� 1997 by John Yu