After the fear, pain, and shame passed by
I found myself shivering for warmth.
I held on to the words “Expecto patronum”
as if clinging on to a life vest in the middle of dark ocean
hoping somehow, contrary to all of the evidence presented in my bare memory
that I could find a solace in warmth again.
As I mumbled yet another “Expecto patronum”
I took a step forward. Then another, and kept moving on.
One day, it will be alright.
I will carry you to where the warmth is.
Hold on to your light, and stay alight.
It’s all going to be alright.
6.27.2026
Ralph with Coffee 