Sunday, July 15, 2012

The Presence


It is that moment which takes your breath away
and is lost into the bay 

It is the rose given, as a symbol of love
now just a memory as it lies withering thereof 

It is the faint strains of the song you were singing
with a twinkle in your eye and your body swaying

It is the wreath of flowers delicately woven into a lei
as the petals dissolve one by one as the recipient plays

It is the comforting word  
as a friend mourns

It is family and friends, both near and faraway
that fills the heart with new promises for the day 

It is the presence of love
which is revealed in the actions above

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