This lovely woman, life has aged. Walking her way. Tired bones, stories on her skin. A walker keeps her upright now… on the sidewalk, on the street. Somehow the sun shines brighter on her skin. Some days i give her roses. She gives smiles, always. The very light of her being brings me joy. I love the anonymity of not knowing her name but knowing the pleasure of her short visits well. How long will her smiling eyes see days? What pain she must have known to hold such brightness in her face. I adore a woman i barely know. Today i watched her walk, i stayed inside. For so many untapped reasons i wept. I watched her in the sunlight, tears streaming down my face. From this side of the window – there is a life/death cycle i must respect, accept and wonder over.  I’ve witnessed how natural wilds and the creatures it hosts thrive every day. Their struggle is to eat, mate, stay alive. Who really knows the depth of their emotional bonds? In our flesh and mind we struggle for purpose, a right to belong… holding our passions. Today the life/death cycle overwhelmed me. Perhaps the beauty lies in not knowing why. I pray i never know the pain of not being able to hold or feed my children, that i will know how to protect their tenderness and strengthen their resilience. All life knows pain. How bright is the sunlight when we close our eyes.

With gratitude, 

Sunday 5.24.20