being held, early

chirping, clock ticking –

what remains

love wafting love rising

on waking this morning I remember a short extract of an episode from a TV series. The young pathologist speaking at a memorial service for her boss who got killed during an excursion to Afghanistan: “What remains of us is Love.” I liked that the service was not shown in more than a quick flash, but her speech was memorable.

~ by Barbara S on May 22, 2021.