Absence
I'll miss you until we meet again.
If goodbyes aren't forever,
Why do we try to inhale
Those from whom we part?
We squeeze desperately
And hold our breath to
Anchor their memory.
We fear
The darkness
Of their absence,
And the hole
Where once
There was presence—
Stillness where
There was
vibration,
Celebration,
Laughter,
And light.
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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