In the cold of winter,
I find your soul greeting me like a warm hug from an old friend.
In the breeze of summer,
I feel your comforting smile watching over me.
On these days of peace,
these days of calmness,
I find you.

I find you in the rustle of the trees,
I find you in the heavy waves of the seas,
I see you in the colors of the sky at dusk,
just as bright and magnificent as I remember you being.
You are not gone.

I find you everywhere I look.
I find the moon hangs just like your tired, extravagant eyes.
I have found peace in your absence,
simply in remembering that your soul has lived to create a new star in the sky,
shining light into my dark days.
-k.p. 7.20.15-