The Question

Chakotay

Do you believe in a mutiny of the soul?

When the innermost being, the culmination of all the facets,

that defines you, finally decide it is time to be acknowledged?

When you can no longer run, pretend you are always strong enough,

that your reserves are inexhaustible?

I look at you, Kathryn.

I see you beating the odds time and again.

You may believe, that no one takes notice,

when you are struggling for composure,

standing up again,

smiling again…

They don’t know, what it cost you.

But I know.

They don’t see you cry.

But I do.

I love you.

The Answer

Kathryn

I do believe in the power of love,

in the deep bond between our souls,

that never asked for parameters.

You gave me strength,

when all my reserves were exhausted.

You broke my run,

when I crossed the line.

I look at you, Chakotay.

You are by my side,

when all odds are against us,

helping me up again,

making me smile again.

They may believe, I can’t accept the truth,

but it is burned into my soul.

They don’t see me cry.

But you do.

They think, I don’t know, what it cost you.

But I do.

I love you.