9/28/2003

I sat and listened
myself
largely forgotten
a blessing
as her voice
filled the room
unhurried and strong
until it
soared through
the open door
into the night
where
anyone about
could hear her singing.
I have outlived
jumping for joy
but
she reminds me
in performing
that I have earned
moments of satisfaction
that stop the clock
in honor of
what is eternal.