Joan

Drifting into a Random Memory '61 Loving the Dog with the Children

Whirring/Realization/Fear

Assessment/Reluctance to Move Beyond This Moment.

Where We Met. We Married Right Out of School.

Four Children Grown Up, with Children of Their Own

But None of These Things Were Ever Permanent

The Things You See Now Are Not Permanent

This Realization of Impermanence is Terrifying

But Liberating. This Final Dance. This Feeling…

A Surge/Corporeal (Fleeting)/The White Garment

A Lifetime Condensed into a Small Stone and Considered

Because They Live, We Can Face Tomorrow

Each Gate Made of a Single Pearl