"Bitter is made sweet through love,
copper becomes gold through love,
love heals all pain
love brings the dead to life"  Rumi

 I dreamt of you last night.
 You were older, smiling, smaller.
  I pray for your smiling face
  to look on me with forgiveness and joy.
  I pray to look on myself with forgiveness and joy.
  I shall only pass this way once,
  I pray to take it all in,
  and do the work I was meant to do
  on my assignment on earth.
 
Amen.