Somewhere

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Maybe letting go is hard to do.

A few days ago was my late wife's death anniversary. After a quiet moment with her at a temple, in the presence of the bodhisattva and arhats ,amid the sounds of chirping birds and distant traffic, the words just poured out.

Aw, maybe i'm getting old.

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somewhere

it's been twelve years
you should have been
re-incarnated
and
if you did
you would be
a child
by now

and if i walk past
you
somewhere
in a street
in Redhill
or Tampines
would i
still
recognise you?

and i will
if
you are clutching
a plush bear
&
hypnotised by flowers
then
if you look me
in the eyes
and i see the fire

i will know,
it's you


16.01.2006
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