2-23-25

How fortunate, I arrive at the park to see the lavender shades of dawn.

The silence is broken by the song of a bird, it sounds like a robin, but they are unseen.

Their song goes unanswered.

My thoughts go to my family, I picture their faces, my heart rises and silences my thoughts.

I sit with the feeling as it grows and fades.

I think about the lavender shades of love:

A long time ago, I wrote a line for my wife; I don’t know why you are sad but I can feel it,

I wish I could grasp your sorrow so I could steal it.

Today I love them so much I would never steal their sorrow –

Only that they make peace with it and appreciate its’ counsel.