at
our first
floor
window – the tree
we
planted
to
remember Michael
is
blooming now
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Tiring the heart--
mountains and ocean
too much beauty
---Santōka
mountains and ocean
too much beauty
---Santōka
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3 comments:
This is very moving. We, too, have a Michael for whom we planted a tree - a now towering birch.
Michael was a young and gifted teacher. I think he died as a result of a prolonged psychotic experience trying to get home for help and safety.
How ironically tragic that seeking safety could end in death.
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