Say my name and brush my hands
Fill my cells with your scent and I will
Remember my youth, once a ship
Through a shining sea of time unborn
You patiently teach me again
To get back on my own feet
Your strenght is still my shelter
In the constant, pouring rain
My mind sways into a sweet lapse
Still so familiar your smile is
And while I walked through my darkness
I guess it has always been my light.
To Mario – September 12, 1935 / March 11, 2003
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Absolutely beautiful. And what a lovely light to mark your way. 🙂
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Thank you Calen. A shame that we too often realize how such lights shine only once they’ve turned off…
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This is very beautiful and sad at the same time, as you’re right when you say “A shame that we too often realize how such lights shine only once they’ve turned off…” and truly it is.
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