208

Day 208 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day disenthral meaning: "to set someone free from enslavement."

A couple holds hands in the Family Court 

They were separated

I thought

There were issues 

But they were at peace 

The two of them like 

Old souls that had withered a battle

He was gentle 

She was happy to be guided 

She took his hand 

She sat across from him

They made a joke across the Court room

They nodded compliantly 

They departed having found the decorum an amusing joke and experience 

Never the word attached to this experience 

Never attached to the secret words behind their eyes 

Never attached to the hints of smiles and hope 

There was a deep love there 

Something arrive at after a long journey through darkness and danger 

So much in a single look

They weren't slaves to it anymore

They'd been disenthralled

Hate had withered 

But not broken them

Their hands held by finger tips 

And still so much there that still might not be.