I dreamt you were here
with me last night,
you covered my heart
with blankets so white,
and you laid next to me—
right here by my side,
humming a hymn of a childhood that died.

In morning I sensed
you were here in my room,
hand in hand we recounted
a life that had bloomed,
and secrets of days
that have passed and are gone—
the words that were whispered
made my skin crawl at dawn.

A gust of wind blew thru the window
and puffed the curtains apart–
and the burst tore my soul into limbo
and trembled the strings of my heart.

Tonight I felt you were here
right with me—
and you told me of new things
and places you’ve seen—
of a life everlasting
in the great green space
beyond the horizon and the blue universe.
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For my brother Ehud Shimoni R.I.P.
@Yakira Shimoni Fulks
April 21, 2018 | OC, California
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