The universe is mysterious
Connecting to messages we send and receive
Responding to what is positive
Or that to which we grieve
Somebody living in Boise
Relates to someone in San Diego
Somehow a connection through the ether
Slips out of the shadow
I know you’ve experienced loss
But in loss we can also find our way
There is a purpose in our healing
Pain is a teacher but it does not have to stay
Even 953 miles
Does not seem far away
Something I can’t really explain
So my poetry is my X-Ray
…
DCG
dedicated to Julie Roberson
Thanks Jules
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