Being led by a single light Through the black forest branches. I come with you late at night, To see the peace within us both. A silence falls over us; We listen to the forest talk. It speaks to our souls, deep, deep in. And fills our hearts with song. Here, here I can see your eyes And not turn away. I can hold your hand and feel the universe Surround me. Your eyes speak of things that one day I will understand. You are my teacher. I am your student. I will never know everything you are teaching. Finishing with the lesson, I look around. The moon seems bright, Lighting the path you lead me along. We come to an opening in the canopy. The water now laps at our feet. A single pair of birds sit on the lake, Resting. You circle my shoulders with your arm and we watch a while. This, this is what a friend does For another. Jennifer Kelbaugh 1-21-93
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