When Things Happen in Threes

When every-day concerns cease to matter
and you can only reflect. When you are paralyzed
by hundreds of candles lit with sobs. When
strangers embrace.

When the cold night bites at your skin,
But you don’t notice. When near silence
drapes an arm around you. When tearful voices struggle
to tell their story.

When we question everything.
When we sense all those gathered.
When we feel the enormity of grief.

Perhaps then we can go on living.