“Today I walked on lion-colored hills, with only cypresses for company,
Until the sunset caught me, turned the brush to copper
Set the clouds to one great roof of flame above the earth,
So that I walked through fire, beneath fire, and all in beauty.
I could not be alone, but felt (closer than flesh) the presences of those
Who once had burned in such transfigurations.
My happiness ran through the centuries
And linked itself to other happiness in one continual brightness.
Looking down, I saw the earth beneath me like a rose petaled with mountains,
Fragrant with deep peace.”
Peace and health,