Today I found myself wading in shallow water
Choosing books to move from shelves to other
Shelves, thinking nothing there could hurt me.
I was wrong.

Even in this space, considered safe, I stumbled
On a sacred box containing a bible gifted to her
Family at her Father’s death. Along with this in
Plain white envelopes wedged in the lid were
Certificates of death for Laurence and Sally,
Father and Mother, both died in December
As did she.

It seems there is no water shallow enough to
Safely tread, or clear enough to see where
Danger hides, or slippery stones may be.
I was distracted for a moment but once again
I feel that anguished tightening in my chest
As tears fall.