We gathered among
the live oak trees,
under the warm autumn sun
and we told our stories

It was here
we became friends,
laughed and cried,
stirred unexpected memories.

We recalled when we were young,
as we gathered to say our prayers
of wonder and awe,
of pain and letting go.

Yes, we sang
songs of resurrection;
in great anticipation,
we prayed for our shattered earth.

May our souls as well
be today made whole.