[Dialogue] Flare

[Sandra/Bob True]

Dear Gordon,
Thank you  for these sweet words.

Sandra, my lovely big hearted Spirit Warrior Woman, my lover, my friend, my teacher. This me that remains - heart broken open, open, open - is really the we and so we want you  to know our deep respect for you both and how much we loved the part of the journey we have taken together

Bob and Sandra
> 


> 
> On the occasion of Sandra's passing.
> Written on a flight from Seattle to San Antonio
> 
> 
> 
> 		Flare
> 
> We see too well how hard it is
> To find so much of memory gone;
> To grin and bear the aches of age –
> Our own and those around us;
> And deuced hard it has to be
> To say goodbye so frequently
> To those with whom we've worked and fought
> And cared and laughed and rolled our eyes.
> 
> How then this wash of quiet joy,
> This sense of blessing in the taking,
> Unbidden sweep of gratitude,
> That takes its way through bone and brain
> And makes it so confounded hard
> To see life left as any less?
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