ON READING “LOVE COMES QUIETLY” BY ROBERT CREELY 1926-2005
I do wonder at times,
how I will be able to go alone all the way;
how it will be when I see no one I’ve known in the biblical and non-biblical way.
Will I remember things? Remain vibrant?
Or fade, no longer caring, no longer relevant.
I cannot say with any certainty
that the love I have known on occasion will somehow aggregate
into one solid rock at the end of the day, but so far it seems likely.