The living
Go on
Like me
Doing again
What’s been done
A million times
And by others
Just like them
And no wondering
Of tricks
Or words
Will see a new day.
The same
Will be
On and on
For me
And you
And

It’s ok

Who do we call on when we die
Let it be the ones and the life we loved
And if then we ask a question
Let it be only am I loved and did I love

Loss is everywhere and when it’s ours
Let it be that the overwhelming beauty of life brought us to love more
So that the cold empty bed is filled not with regret
But with the good sadness of love and memory

While we have them sounds and sights are ours
The screams and laughs flow through us
The good and the bad are ours to love
And the realness of life is in our mind

Happiness comes not from what we see
And hear and feel
And smell and taste and think
But how we meet them all

In the deepest well of our hearts
Where meaning is born

Let life overwhelm us
Without panic

Today was a beautiful day and I took no photos of it so that I could remember it well

And I don’t know what I was expecting from it
But I figured if I stayed alive long enough
I’d find what I was looking for

If there is no one to see me
And no one to hold me and bring me close
I am
If there is no one on the other side
More than the mirror staring into my soul
I am more
If I yell and scream and all that meets it is the echo of the noise
I am monumental
If I sing and the only applause is the ringing in my ear
I am the creator
If the only reader of my words is the writer
I am forever
If my tears wet only my cheeks
I am real
And if there is no one except the dust that I was
Weeping for me
I am eternal

When you dream of flying
Do you look up at the sky
Or down to earth
Do you dream of what you’ve only begun to reach
Or of what you’ve left below

A week apart brings love and warmth
Loss brings desire and focus
A dream of years apart
And loss in distance
Brings strength and love for them
But today
I woke from a dreamless sleep
Groaned and got out of bed