I want to return to the plain door
\nof remarkable beauty.
\nI want to hear the words
\ninside the table
\nwhere we shared our meals.
\nI want to leave our picture
\nin the house that remembers us.
\nI want to smell the seasons
\nof our past,
\nin the air at dawn.<\/p>\n
I want to touch a wing
\nthat flew all night
\nto find our garden.
\nI want to see the rock
\nthat reaches into the sea for us,
\nand learn the names
\nof the trillion cells,
\nthat make a single mind
\nin each of us.
\nI want forever to be a place
\nthat endures for us
\nin celebration of our lives.
\nLilacs in August.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I want to return to the plain door of remarkable beauty. I want to hear the words inside the table where we shared our meals.…<\/p>\n