Today

I am a few minutes away from a memorial service at Riverview- sitting in the courtyard cafe.

Snow flakes fall
Down to the courtyard - windows and statues and stone sit silent
Remembering.

This is a place for the fallen. Those who've fallen and cannot get up
Those who've fallen and are passing on. And those who've fallen - for awhile- into vigil and mourning.

It is a place of reflection. A place where great love- and sorrow met.
It is good there is a garden.

Right now, at this moment, tears will fall.

To match the snow.
Motion on silence.
White on grey.
And light.

So it is.

-felicia
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