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Sunday
Jan012006

See Shells (By the Seashore): A Tribute to a Friend Who Went Her own Way

Sail on.JPGThey were all surprised when you said you were going.
"Is she running from?" or,
"Is she running to?"

For years, we all steered a similar course;
Tacking, running, reaching.
Now and then we'd go off chasing our own wind, but horizons never separated us.
We'd wait for the fleet to regroup at each marker.
And sail on.

Now you've tacked hard-a-port.
Forgive us if we feel like you're the one who has changed course after so long traveling together.
We're blind to see if it was us.

(It's like riding on a train.  Look at the guy in the car in front of you through the glass doorway.
Your car is steady... his is moving up, down, side to side.
He's looking back at you thinking the same thing.)

Who among us can claim that you're running too fast; reaching too far?
For who among us can claim to know where you were before we met, or where you're bound.

Sail on.

Shells Bells.JPGWhat is it worth to have a friend that you don't have to TELL to?
You can just BE with...
Because she's IN all your good "tells" and "tales."
And will be in plenty more.
Such a friend as this... is you.
And such a friend we'll stay.

Sail on.
And I'll soon see Shells... by the seashore.

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Reader Comments (3)

I love your words. I really love your words. They touched me and made me smile...and mad me think of my best to simple "be" with friend.

Thank you for sharing your "gift." I will be back.

Ciao...

Teri
January 14, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterTeri
oops. I should have hit preview. I can see a few typos above (mad vs. made, and simple vs. simply). But I think you get my sentiment. I love your words.

Ciao again...

Teri
January 14, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterTeri
You ARE a beautiful writer Brian...

By the way - "slice the cords on the back of his knees" oh my lord how I wish I knew your grandma... that made my night!
January 16, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterTheGirlWho

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