Cold marble and
Gentle Presence
Whispering, calm, stilling
Like a gentle arm wrapped around
Trembling shoulders

I lit candles there for you–well, only one
For your flames entwined
Burning constant
Sent blessings
Benediction

And another for myself
Lit from your flame
Standing quiet beside yours
In the holy silence, the
Sacred dark
The Spirit said, “Be still and
Love.”