- (after Robert Sardello's weekend gathering on the Angel of Memory)
in weak-kneed grief
and tearful remembrance
with honey in our hearts.
We called forth shining memories
sometimes blackened and burnt memories
of our loved ones
who live now where we cannot hold them.
We dared to look with honest eyes
through the memory
- to find our beloved standing here in love,
- there you are!
- a living breathing form in the greater life.