A friend of hers died yesterday. She is very sad but holding on. Life can be so cruel sometimes. I love her more with every passing moment. I wish I was by her side to hold her in my arms, sing to her, comfort her. Still, my essence sings to her across the distance and our souls dance together, twirling above our problems and ailments. They dance in a rising, luminous spiral. They sing and give thanks for the day. They dance and dance into the night.
What's This Life For (Creed)