When you love someone, the best thing you can offer is your presence. How can you love if you are not there?
~ Thich Nhat Hanh in NO DEATH, NO FEAR
Only my footsteps in the snow,
Only the glow of my fire,
Only a choir of wind to sing the benediction.
But I feast on memories
In a holy place.
It has been so long since I have heard my own voice
It startles me
When I say the grace.
May all things lost, apart, alone
Find some small shelter of their own.