Wednesday, January 19, 2011

dear friend,

"Emerson said, Do you love me? means 
Do you see the same truth?
-Or at least, 
"Do you care about the same truth?" 
— C.S. Lewis (The Four Loves) 


"Is it really possible to tell 
someone else what one feels?"
— Leo Tolstoy (Anna Karenina)
 
I thought I heard someone banging on our door 
this morning around 6 am
so I laid very still, eyes wide
listening to the silent movement of the house. And
shortly after I flew out of bed 
when I saw lights bouncing off of our bedroom walls - 
I felt the coldness of the window seep into my skin as I stood 
watching the snow plow drive by. 

Settling back in bed, I closed my eyes tight
savoring the moments left before the alarm.
But my mind was already going through the motions of today
so I reached down for my phone, and read an email from a dear friend
sent at 2 am. 

And then I realized what all the noise was about. 

Today, if I could, I would board a plane
headed across the country and sit on the beach with you. 

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