I see the Flicker of the fire

and lean into its warmth

as silence grows around the room 

and I am left to remember.

The journeyers through my life,

friends who take a part of themselves 

and place it in my hand 

I lift it into my soul,

the gift soon a part of me.

As I read or listen and absorb

their spirit given away

parts of the journeyers now stays.

Copyrighted:  2016 CMM

(Dedicated to the friends near and far and some who have journeyed on to the other side)