May 10th, 2009

wrung out

IN SEARCH OF A MIRACLE

All day the sun shone in a blue sky and the smell of lilacs was intoxicating. They've burst into multi-colored firework-blossom bombs of purple and white and lavender beauty. The chestnut trees have candled and the bright multi-hued greens of spring are evening out into that solid summer wall of verdant emerald.

I can't reconcile myself to the fact that a friend is dying.