You left this silent body's voice where I listened and spoke to You
in comfort and friendship, honored with the Presence of Spirit
the sense of familiar love that embraces every fiber of the universe.
Quiet I strain for noise any tremor in the still noiseless
space where Your love used to dwell. Fast, pray, chant:
I keep sending out calls for Your return- disempowered
punches with no weight- no connection.
The call to prayer and the house cleaner ring at the same time-
Don't stop calling me to You!
Your grace remains in my devotion to Your memory.
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