I begin each retreat here looking up at you,
Watching sunlight dance between your leaves,
Listening to the wind love you.
My gentle, strong, dear friend and witness to my journey –
My delight in dreams of Assisi which came true,
My grief at mistletoe kisses that proved false,
My fear when Dr. Alzheimer left his calling card,
My growing trust in all sunrises and sunsets
And now this new dream of loosening my grip
on anything that is less than infinite love.
Throughout our intertwined history,
Blessed be the moments when we speak to each other
In the silent language, loosely translated,
we whisper: “I am here for You.”
- meganthemegan
San Damiano Franciscan Retreat Center
Danville, CA
July 30, 2011
