Loving Questions

Certainty disappears
as illusively as now.
This moment gone
and gone again
constantly slipping
impossible to hold
except with a question –
What makes you afraid?
How can I help you?
Can you help me?
Can we be friends?
Then two may enter
a moment, like a doorway
create a future
not as hopeless
as we once thought
shut tight by assumptions.

© 2017 – Laurel Archer

Photo credits – Laurel Archer