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Your precious presence
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When you are not here, this house loses its soul
our garden no longer smiles
and everything wanders astray from meaning.
Your presence kindles a quiet magic
a joy that seeps into every corner.
You are precious for what you give
for your vivid embrace of Life
and all it lays before us each day,
for the lightness with which you move
gentle steps, no needless friction.
When you are here
even if the sun does not shine
a tender warmth dwells in our home
a calm abides in this space,
unfolding beyond the borders of here and now.
I do not know whether observation truly collapses the wave functions
within the microtubules of our brains, birthing classical reality
but I know that your wandering shifts the horizon
and fills me with gratitude for these moments beside you
where time dissolves, and space gathers at the tips of our fingers.
Thank you for being here.
