Look back to pay respects but not pine for what was lost.
Look back, meet grace in her eyes and bow for thanks.
Look back to gain clarity and wiping the foggy windows clear peering into it with giddy love.
You are the cosmos. How beautiful you are. You ant…you cicadas who wake and sing…you lightning bugs shining your candles for love…you purring cat being held…you smiling dog in my arms…you man holding my hand showing me your city…you dancing woman in the moonlight in our nakedness xoxo