Houses in dreams
are our soul selves
images of emotion, hope, fear,
On this day that our youngest
makes his step-out college choice,
demolition begins in the kitchen
soul center of our actual house.
He is leaving, the last of the nest
and we tear out our hearts
to start again. To find a new
open space in the center.
I pause at the correlation. Coincidence
is God’s way of remaining anonymous,
said the sign. Let those with ears to hear