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)