In memory of 9/11
Two old friends standing together,
great sturdy tall bodies
touched by the sky.
In which we sought shelter.
In which we sought comfort
from cloud and sun.
So many souls
waiting to receive the stars
for the light of morning.
I stop in their company,
to rest, for a moment,
to say a prayer for each one.
To offer blessings.
Surrounded by the beautiful,
touched by innocence,
the breathing men and women—
the weary—the laughing—
the curious—the crying—
the reality of dreams
fully evolved—all the processes
of life,
the flame of infinity lives with them.
All the children
to be received by the stars,
so many souls,
you are all
so close to my heart.
For 9/11/2013
—Stephen Cipot
