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 Giants (for Irene)

I live amongst giants
I am merely a shadow
Beneath their feet
I am not a giant
But I am defined by them.

At times I am smaller
When the spotlight
Of the world shines
Down upon them
Like the noonday sun
And other times
I am larger than all
Of them put together
When I stretch out
Into the vastness
Of the land towards
The horizon of
Hopes and dreams.

I still struggle
With this crazy little
Word called humble
And then a woman
In a wheel chair
Who wishes for
Nothing more than
For life to end so
She can be free
From her pain
Tells me that
My poems are her
Secret weapon
Against the darkness
Of her days.
She risks telling me
To praise me
And for that one
Brief moment
The thoughts
Of giants and who
Is larger or smaller
Or defined by
What or whom
Fades into nothingness
As all I am left with
Is a feeling
Larger than any
Thought alone
As tears well up in my eyes
And a lump crowds
My throat to leave
No room for words
And my hands shake
Above my keyboard
To struggle against
The onslaught
The torrent
Of what it is to
Be hero to another.

Can you hear the glass
Of ideas
And definitions

I was blinded
By the beauty
Of her words
And the world
Of giants and shadows
Into the flood
Of feelings that washed
Away my intellectual
Leaving only
For her
And me
And you.

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