She catches up with me
then catches me up
to the place where we
both want to be - recording (in our imaginations)
our favorite lyrics, thoughts,
and good reads (for posterity.)
Her brain is nimble -
her linguistic skills sharp.
She waits and listens -
holding space for sacred
breaths to open our morning
diaphragms. I have a soul
friend to walk along side
me on this perilous journey.
I imagine us reading Anam Cara
in Donegal as the sun rises and sets
on the water while John
O'Donohue's golden
light accompanies us.
For Laura
