Let the tears come my love You weep not only for me and you But for all the heartache and loneliness in the world You think of the homeless man we met on this very walk. In the confusion brought about by drink He lost his belongings and his bible He was sad but he liked talking to us He did not ask for money He could feel our caring For a while he was not alone Our meeting was a blessed time But it had to end, as he knew it would He did not think he would see us again. Now you feel alone, my love I am now on a different plane But my love and caring continue Let your heart stay open Bear the pain It keeps you connected to the All And when you are connected to the All You are connected to me.
— November 9, 2014