What is it
that troubles me,
that won’t come clean?
It’s an irritant
in itself,
compounding the situation.
If my closest friend
came to me with
the same complaint
I would have
no answer.
I will go to
my own confessional—
try on my innermost
honesty,
then do the only thing.
I would offer
that closest friend
were he to ask the
same of me:
wait and watch.
As Rilke has written,
see the night
a stone will fall,
a star will rise.

–Allan Cox