standing at the window
i watch the landscape of autumn
where growth and decay coincide
i see through imaginary borders
where moonlight shines upon you
and i feel you near
the palm of your hand
still pressing upon my heart center
firm, warm, weighted
comfort amidst turmoil
i spread this love around
letting it seep deeply within
i rub it into the hearts and backs of beloveds
as we live into this uncertainty
this gaping chasm of fear and possibility
i transmit the warmth of my being, my gaze
to you, roaming love