Happen your eyes open with delight, happen they shine with recognition for the dreams unfolding, happen they remind you how to see, what he had done, not just look but see, happen your eyes does all this but keeps you standing still without error, then at least you will learn to be still.
If he could keep these flowers blooming in Spring, for you, he will do so much more if you be still…
Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 
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