JANE

They say your eyes
are the windows to your soul.
But what I witnessed
that Easter evening
went far beyond
the pane
as windows and walls gently crumbled
in the slow quake of your release.

It was so wide.
So wide
that my mouth opened in unison
and I quietly hoped
that I could go too.

Lynne M. Mikulak
For Jane - September 15, 1960 - April 4, 1999
Voice, 2000