Even if I could not see you
Your glow would cool my mind.
There you are, steadfast, at ease,
Lighting the night, putting right all
The harsh ills of the day, making
Me grateful for my eyes, your peace.
Days of Kindness ~by Leonard Cohen Greece is a good place to look at the moon, isn't it You can read by moonlight You can read on the terrace You can see a face as you saw it when you were young There was good light then oil lamps and candles and those little flames that floated on a cork in olive oil What I loved in my old life I haven't forgotten It lives in my spine Marianne and the child The days of kindness It rises in my spine and it manifests as tears I pray that loving memory exists for them too the precious ones I overthrew for an education in the world