In a dream…

This was really touching to me, as I grieve the loss of my wife. Thanksgiving 13 years ago was when I first started to fall for her. This beautiful image by Rev. Craig so speaks to my heart.
Micah

Carrie's Bench

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For the dead, still close. And for the living… (thank you, Brian Cole)

A Meeting In A Part – by Wendell Berry

In a dream I meet
my dead friend. He has,
I know, gone long and far,
and yet he is the same
for the dead are changeless.
They grow no older.
It is I who have changed,
grown strange to what I was.
Yet I, the changed one,
ask: “How you been?”
He grins and looks at me.
“I been eating peaches
off some mighty fine trees.”

I had such a dream this week. She met me in a doorway, filling the space like a picture frame. Her presence took my breath, her gentle hold gathered me in comfort.

As if it were yesterday- she was the same in image and presence. For a moment I was filled with the familiar – deep love and possibility. Only too…

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One thought on “In a dream…

  1. Carrie says:

    Thank you, Micah. Peace.

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