I met a new person in the hospital
I've known her for over 30 years
This time we met for a first time again with her
grappling an infection that could be her
Openly following her inner whisperer
Her depleted call for homemade simple soup -
something for nourishing beyond the chocolate
pudding, coffee and tomato soup being served
She sips and feels life reentering her antibioticed cells.
mmmmmmmmmmmm she savors
With my hands on her heart and mid back
Exactly how she places them . . .
me with the New Years dream of vastly deep water
and she with a dream of a beautiful green meadow
We descend silently into the realms of our visions
. . . Healing announces herself.