Even though you are gone I still feel you with me in my heart You are in my babies heart beat You are in my father’s efforts for charity You are in my sister’s poetry
The names carried on the wind To lives they have not touched No contact evermore from beyond the ever closed door Yet their stories are still told Fond memories spoken of
Where once was a warm summer now a strange empty coldness and grief Constant days in the sun replaced with endless night Meaning replaced with hollow and despondent thoughts
this is a mad thought inspired by my heroes The universe is like a body And we and all living things are like atoms in that body. The galaxies are like vast living cells
