8/1/02
Houston

It’s a blessing that we may walk together
On the street or in the park
At the beach or in a new city
Close sometimes, holding or touching
A lightness in our step
The gift I have been given in you
Shines between us like a candle in a still room, warm and bright
A hand of comfort I feel on my back or pressed against my chest,
Keeping me safe, the knowledge of only one thing clear to me;
That I am loved…

Walk with me now while we are apart
Walk with me while the dishes wait in the sink
Walk with me while the sun escapes
And the fireflies are caught
Walk with me now and always.