Saturday, February 7, 2015

my friendly world

There is that moment
when the email inbox empties.
“honoring the trickle” a friend calls it.

More and more often it is like this
Fewer and fewer messages
And I rest easier and easier
with the silence of my aloneness
And the regeneration of my true desire.

Not counting those generous birthday notes,
Remembered in the heart
That I am here
And more than just me is glad for it.

That makes for a world where I live.
My friendly world.

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