Diagnosis
Before you looked away…
it was like an earthquake
(or the rising of a shit demon)
cascades of questions, fears, hopes, and plain chaos
everyone came when they could,
gave what they had
thank goodness nobody stopped moving
some are always on their way back
I can still feel the touch of your elbow
just when I needed it
forgive me for not realizing you weren't going to be here
forever, or even ever again?
how could we know?
but even though your head is turned in a different direction now,
your care flows because already always was here
just when you first smiled, called, embraced.
my elbow will never forget that I was touched,
that you were touched,
and that you reached out
before you looked away.
April 2026



Amazing the exquisite Beauty that can come from unbidden teachers.