I remember him
with him words
poured forth from 
me as though 
he knew right
where from the 
start to tap
like a woodpecker 
or divining rod
or a forester
planting spiles into 
maple trees and 
watching the sap
dribble and then 
flow saturating pages 
that I now 
know as inspiration 

Let go 
let alone 
let be 
let things 
come as
they please
let things 
alone as 
they wish 
let things 
go as 
they might 
it’s in
the letting 
that lasting 
is born 

I can’t explain 
why nor even 
what but now 
the when and 
where and who
are known life 
is full of 
mystery far more 
than is known 
or even pursued 
we think that 
we know what’s 
best for us 
based upon want 
but the Universe 
knows our needs 
and blesses those 
who follow path

He’s the only 
person who I
wanted to see 
come through my
apartment door and 
the last person 
who I thought 
ever would life 
does return love 
that was lost 
trust the Universe 
do its bidding 
reap its rewards 
miracles do happen 

It’s so strange 
to think that 
everything could lead 
up to this 
and that maybe 
all of those 
random things were 
just little pieces 
trying to figure 
out how to 
make this now 
like the notes 
of a song 
coming together to 
make this harmony 
known as us