departure
a day
after departure
found words
a shimmer
welled up
from beneath
not everything
is saved
from mistaken
erasure and loss
deep are
the breathes
that linger
making absence
"han" present
recollections are
not necessary
I watch
the snow
fall gentle
we dream
our story
- See: Personal Poetry
:: note :: ... over the holiday season the Temple was broken into ... lots lost ... I even erased material I wanted to keep ... loss and erasure ...