Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Your house

I was in your house and
you weren't there; the first time
this happened and now forever.
But you smiled at me.











You have left behind that smile
and that is more than enough
to tell me what life is.
It is all that is presented to us
and all that is selected by us
and all that is offered by us.
You added joy to everything
you offered and faith and warmth.
All this was there yesterday
but you weren't there.
For the first time I could hear
kindness in my heart.  You were
there and you weren't there.

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