Trembling

This trembling

An inkling to something pre-known

My body shakes

Something revealed to the soul

Awakening, ripening, blistering

I overflow

And you open this door, I know

Someway, somehow

Someday seen before becomes now

My soul trembles

Fear and anxiety overcome

Weighted by words to come

And only the time reveals

What in the past, was concealed

Some connection to

Moments bleeding through

Lived and died

Soul stirred inside

Piercing eyes

Wait, don’t question why

Bleed through it

Do what you have to do

Watch it unfold

Let it become you

ⓒ 2002 Shawn Michael Quinn