In my life I have known maybe
7 Friends
3 Guides
4 Loves
3 Familiars
4 Healers
Of these, five have gone ahead
two became tenuous, slipped from view
one is unavailable but not lost
one is on my desk as I write ...
Of the rest, we touch, bump, exchange what only we can, chat about the rest ... to paraphrase S. Pierre:
the quality of relationship is not strained
the world wobbles, time weaves tomorrow from today's flotsam & jetsam
and the constant is
How do I know they will bridge death?
Have they not already bridged life?
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