![]() ![]() We held hands and circled, circled under the blazing starlightĪnd we laughed and felt magical and free and alive. We danced in fairy rings under the moonlight. Waves would rise, rise to meet us, and we’d bend time and space at our command We thought we could walk on water, our toes barely touching Sparkling in the moonlight and wetting our clothes. We ran along the shoreline splashing, splashing the water Swinging back and forth, back and forth, we leaped along the solar systemĪnd we thought the world would welcome us with open arms. We simply jumped, jumped out into the deep blue of the nightĪnd stepped from star to star across the sky. We swung on swings and kicked our feet out into the stars. A choice that I will go on, I will live, I will follow those dreams, even though my Kindred Spirit cannot. Yet there is a sliver of hope even in the midst of all the loss. So many memories, so many dreams that were never fulfilled. I’m not going to say much about it, except that there is so much meaning wrapped up into these words. This poem came out of one of those moments of deep grieving. I was also really struggling with health issues, etc. In September 2013, I had another really hard breakdown over my friend’s death. ![]()
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