It is raining today, Jopoa.
I see your traces
like lines on a tortoise shell
each time I look into Giens warm heart
your ancient lined face
made gold by the alchemy of love
this love between you two
I place on my inner shrine
next to Gra-anna's face
I see…
an ancient woman holding the hand of a young man7 years,
each adoring the other
and a young woman with beauty in her sad eyes
- sorrow - the source
of the River of Eternal Compassion…
a sacred and complete cycle in time
It's raining today, Jopoa
this day of your memorial
I do not ask, 'where are you now'
or wish to hold you with questions.
May you be surrounded by that which you truly are
Love
In this picture you are with precious beings
- your daughter, the mother of your\my precious 'Sum Goon Day',
main artery to your\my heart,
Gien, your grandson,
my husband
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