Replying to LO26304 --
"Many years later, when I had made prayers and a ceremony for his Cherokee
side on his passing, as I was walking through the cemetery the words came
back from a song that he had taught me many years before..."
Well, Wilkie's song reminds me of these words from Rumi:
The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.
Warm regards from snowbound Keene,
Barry Mallis <email@example.com>
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