A moment of joy, sitting in the garden...

A gazebo with curtains and a bench in the middle of a yard.

...You and I

We feel the water of life flowing,

In the garden’s beauty and the birds singing, You and I.

The stars will be watching us,

And we will show them

What it means to be a crescent moon.

 

Though you are at this moment in Iraq

And I in Khorasan:

You and I unselfed will be together,

Apparently two, but one in soul, You and I.

 

The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar

As we laugh together, You and I.

 

In one form, apart, upon this earth,

And in another, together in a sweet timeless land, You and I.

Walk a Mile, Write a Line

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