how she holds the sky
bright wings swimming in honey
her dreams, butterflies
what a closely woven community we have become.
some of us have been here friday after friday
almost one full circle round the sun.
i never imagined we would come to this cross road,
where we would bid farewell to one of our own.
i have recently learned that deborah gilchrist
has passed away.
i hope you will go back and take in her last two posts
written for haiku my heart.
how fitting that she left us with wise words, a full moon,
and these images of golden souls rising into the dark heavens..
her family has established a memorial fund to support
underprivileged and at risk teens through art.
you may visit here.
come, let's haiku our hearts in honor of deb.