Staring Directly At The Eclipse
By Anonymous
Your feet on my lap as we settle for the night
A shoreline to ourselves
Sunlight on water
Nature catching the eye unexpected
Fresh air intoxicating
Getting lost in art and endeavour
Music that carries and caresses
Food presented as a gift
Being surprised by genius and kindness
Your face flush and immediate
A friendly soul at my window
Hope in all forms, however tiny
The comforting mundanity of doing nothing much
The absence of pain and fear, however fleeting
A familiar arm around my shoulder
The satisfaction of something done well
Loyalty and honour embraced
Minor revelations of perception
The defiance within spirit against overwhelming odds
Valour and grace in the face of the inevitable, despite death, and make his victory hollow.
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