Remember after this song to seed the next shadowland of loss, following the fever of fences we built to keep us in, and terrors out, when in the shade of their heights they only heightened fears, when in the privacy of night, we meant to leap between those stars, counting.
You have a way of stringing words together that registers on a much deeper level. Thank you, sweet lady. A
Sister, thank you for this kindness. Hugs to you.