Antiphonal by Hank Blackwell

Antiphonal

By Hank Blackwell

I was unable to be passionate
with my words and embraces
until they were lured out of me
by life’s energy…
My hesitation sings
to a stone
surrounded by the current
of fear…
A song whispers,
barely heard
above the rushing current.
I waver between the antiphonal,
listening
as if I were glancing
between the horizon and my feet.
I am cautioned in whispers,
fearful of a betrayal
by my own reluctance…