Homage to Mark Roberts.

I believe in continuity of life. That this world of flesh and blood is but a small part of who we are.  The greater part is a piece, or child if you will, of the universe.  At 4:15 a.m. a year ago today, fire took most of what I owned, but they were just things.  More importantly, it took  a friend that – that  sweet friend named Mark Roberts. I can intellectualize that we’ll meet again, but I truly miss him in the here and now.  The picture from his memorial service graces my home office vision board. For a while our once daily conversations will be one-sided.

Homage to a friend.

miles and miles i’ve

come

some walked

many run

alone and not too

and with you i’d walked

but just a few

but there was something

familiar in the pace

my mind recalls that

gentle face

somewhere, somewhen

my friend

we’ve walked in step

before

and somewhere, somewhen

we’ll fall in step again

and share a few

miles more

Roses,  Memory of Mark

The Smoke Detector Woke me…

Blue Skies and the Kindness of Strangers

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