I Wanted To Cry, But I Realized

I Moved My Arms Through The Water, Feeling Them Float On The Surface, Watching The Waves And Wake That Followed My Gesture. Here Was Magic, I Thought. Here Was Something Holy.

On The Day That The Intlligence And Talents Of Women Are Fully Honored And Employed, The Human Community And The Planet Itself Will Benefit In Ways We Can Only Begin To Imagine.

The Sabbath Is A Weekly Cathedral Raised Up In My Dining Room, In My Family, In My Heart.

My Heart Is A Ladle Of Sweet Water Brimming Over.

He Was Golden And Beautiful As A Sunset.