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Farewell

We never want to let go of them, those we love. How could it be any different than that?  We loved them, hold them still ...

Monday 27 July 2009

The silence is like silk.

And I love the flow
of your presence
running through my life.

Softly.

Wednesday 22 July 2009

It's enough.
I am enough.
And so I let it go,
watching as your rivers burst forth with truth.

In you my heart trusts
and it hurts and heals,
opening out towards the path
before which I bow.

It's time.

Friday 10 July 2009

In the midst of the turmoil
I sense the trace of something forming,
slowly, decidely, redeemed.

The glimmer of breezes
blowing transparent through my life,
bringing wholeness, daring trust.

Yes. Daring to trust the unfolding
of our great desires,
running thick with hope for what will be
in the coming times.

The beginning again.

Wednesday 8 July 2009

Wrapped in your love,
like a cloak.
You warm me
from the inside out.

I follow the drift
of your presence,
amidst the rush of tussled tubes and trains.
I feel your tug
tender to the touch.

Mend me.