You showed up in full force again yesterday.
There was music playing and then it was gone. Instead, I found my mind wandering back to that day. I don’t live in that state. I shouldn’t have even be there. I’ve never been on that highway before and likely never will again. We were driving along and there was sadness and there was mostly silence, we were enveloped in the remnants of death.
And then we were screaming.
A flash! What’s that? A mannequin?
Movement, flipping, twisting, turning, rolling and rolling and finally landing.
Panic, divine intervention, swerving, screeching, running, reaching. All around there was chaos, yelling, crying, wailing, horns honking.
Shock, broken, twisted, lifeless. A marionette?
Momentary stillness, haunted eyes shoot wide open, searching, confused, scared, crying for help. Souls connecting. A man? Yes, but still a child!
Words spoken, terror, realization, desire to live, pleading for a second chance.
People, cars, chaos, more people, worry, assist, direct, control, flashing lights, fire truck, police cars, ambulance, kindness, comfort, reassurance, step aside, rescue.
Lights flashing, door closing, a piece of my soul locked inside, as I am left behind wondering and hoping.
And there I remain.
Wherever My Heart Lead Me 
If these are the words that “would not come”, let me just say, they came with power in this entry! Gentle, virtual hugs, and shared feelings of loss, not the same, of course, never the same, for each of our paths is unique. But with echoes.
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