A Road to Emmaus

I find myself wondering
if I too would be found
wandering the road
to Emmaus. My feet dusted
with hope,
                 step by step
the evidence of absence,
the story shared again
and again: do we dare believe?

And then, the stranger
who joined us in our questioning.

Would I have invited you in?
Would I have offered you room?
Would I have remained blind
while my heart burned within me?
Would I have run after you
after you were gone?
Would I have run after you?