is not imagination
This is not
grief nor joy.
Not a judging state,
nor an elation,
nor a sadness,
Those come and go.
This is the presence that doesn't.
Remembering 10.10.10, and remembering our wishes for our lives and our love.
|Landscape of Love, 10.10.10, photo: Charlie Smith - Awen productions|
Again and again, however we know the landscape of love and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names, and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others fall: again and again the two of us walk out together under the ancient trees, lie down again and again among the flowers, face to face with the sky.
-Rainer Maria Rilke