Outside, Fall shadows tumbled marsh grass
With no whisper of the wind

In communion with the Soul
of my treasured friend
I open my heart
To the Light of G-d...
in Supplication
That he may be released
from pain
which tethers him
to his hospital bed

Implausibly, Spirit moves
Gently as a breeze
near the surface of the Moon

The Creator sweeps the jumbled landscape
of our transgressions
To cradle us, again
in a single Hand

In Silence, Word is spoken
In Silence, it is heard
What we could not mend
becomes unbroken
In a whisper of His Word...