our room looks empty
though full
yet we leave everything behind
staring into Death that has taken us home

sitting in our chair
lying upon our bed
running our run
walking our walk

but no longer living
stiff
as with concrete within
still
upon the soft bed

dead
in a room full of empty
to be shared
with the bearer of our dream



*...my experience also had taught me, contrary to the general opinion, that there was more freedom in the Church than anywhere else.
-Jean Sulivan


*...we never understand perfectly what influences us.
-Jean Sulivan