and we are not separate.
The electromagnetic field that is my body
interweaves with yours
waves on the ocean.
Tomorrow is my sister, Jan’s, 80th birthday.
She is already with the beyond ( but still here in form)
The family is freaking out- of course
But what I feel is her readiness,
to just be the magnetic field…
tiny beads of light
invisible to the eye.
She is done for,
as they say in the West.
I had a dream Christmas night
That Anne pulled up to the curb
with Jan in the sidecar of the roadster,
ready to be off, on the adventure ahead.
The two of them side by side
tucked in low seats the engine purring
So on this eve of Jan’s birthday
Anne is in the roadster
ready to give her a lift
as soon as she steps over the threshold
off they will go, joy riding.
The horizon is not a line.
Two sister’s are circled up
as the unit they have always been.
And when I asked
Hey Anne ” do you know how to drive that?
in that quirky way of hers she said,
So get out of their way
Beep Beep – off they go!