You said, ‘I told her, long ago, in reference to something my poor old head has forgotten,
‘“Your Dead are always with you...”
‘And they are- you carry them in your Heart of Hearts, where your secret soul- the very essence of You, that only Giver of Life and a few, rare people know about— resides.
‘Like a faraway Star, they live on as a pinpoint of light. You can see them, still, but no matter how much you crank up the magnification, they remain just a point of light.
‘Oh! So! Far away... visible, but forever distant.’
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Very well put.
That’s a reality in my life, too.
Good job, backhoe.
“That’s a reality in my life, too.
Good job, backhoe.”
I wrote this after I lost the first one, but I think it applies to both ( from memory, I may have written it a little differently elsewhere )
My lady smiles at me
far across infinity
from another time
another place
so far
Oh! so very far away
And in my dreams
I see her still
tall and proud
I always will
alight with love
she gave it well
alight with life
she lived it well
her song was full
and tho it’s stilled
I loved her well
I always will