The Come-back

Visitations

I grieve the loss of a great friend and Spirit, Calsifer.
There are noises... instruments play in his old room.
I woke the other day to the sound of his voice.
I couldn't see him but I heard him purring.

Then a Luna moth greeted me at my door, our door.
I felt the loving Spirit. I pet his body and touched my forehead with
the yellow dust.

I listen... I fight for the bits of sanity, that I have left... Walking on an edge,
that etches its patience on the souls of my devoted feet.

Then he shows up...I afraid? No... The road has been so long and I have little fight left in me.
My destiny, I beg to know, as I tumble through a kaleidoscope of colored bits.
My back is against a corner, as a hand reaches up from a shallow grave.
I have nothing else to trade for time.

 Will you remember that I love You?

*8*

Jivan Mukta

"Music creates order out of chaos; for rhythm imposes unanimity upon the divergent; melody imposes continuity upon the disjointed; and harmony imposes compatibility upon the incongruous."
Yehudi Menuhin (violinist)

Calsifer, Forever in my Heart.

Love Undercover 101.2

We need our separate space, you and I...

but our cuddle time, it's like rain to a wanting garden.

Come close... It will be our secret this fine cloth cave.

Your tender nudges send me coasting on rhythmic waves of Purrr.

"Tis Destiny." my gentle strokes denote.

"Furr Surre, " his thought wave agreed, "You be Rumi and I,

Shams of Tabriz."

"You will leave me, never to return? " say I.

Raising his chin, he projects, " You will realize, I have been within you all along."

Broken

Bridge Jumping

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"If someone told you to jump off a bridge, would you?"   Apparently...

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One Great Love

I hope I never have to choose between my two great loves, the woods and the sea...