Last night we sat and talked
of heaven and hell
but mostly of life in between.
We laughed because
we were together
with stories to be shared.
I wondered if perhaps
we were sitting at Julian's window,
a small place
dedicated only to love.
I shall hold this reminder
that we are always
on the brink of not death,
learning and daring to love.
say, april 2, 2019
photograph, Palo Alto April 2019
This dark window is not how I envision Julian's window, but I do love the flowers. I am reminded of a recent dream where I saw a friend standing at a window that was not clear. I have a sense that there is more to be revealed.
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