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Back to Fuerteventura, when my life was topsy-turvy - with so much change, so many questions. All too much at one time. . . .

MY FALL

Today I fell.
Well – stumbled rather than fell.
A halt
To this headlong rush of a journey.
So new. So unfamiliar.
So exciting!
So tiring.

But it had to happen.
My watchful angel knew it would.
And she was right.
Again.
Too fast a pace, and
I shuddered to a halt.
“Time,” whispered my angel.
“Time to be still.”

And her fingers traced
my eyelids
Like soft words.
Like the Running Threads
And she smiled again.
“Allow it,”
“Listen to it.”

And so
Enfolded in the arms of my loved ones,
I slept.
And they waited with me
For me
And my angel cradled me
And hushed me
With words that made no real sense
But were soothing
And full of love.
And I slept.

Fuerteventura, March 2006