Magic Blooms

Magic Blooms of paint and paper... You are still here. I know it, and feel it all the time. Today, I see it clearly. A small card, found in your desk. To me... Both written and signed months before you left. You knew you were leaving. How did you know, (tears... whispered...) how? The way I would feel, the things that I would need. What would make my day, bearable, and knowing too, what would break it apart. A giving tree full of love, popped up from kirigami, like a lovingly planted warm embrace, that surrounds and binds me... to the here and now, and gives me strength, to live until then. kirigami, (fashioned, folded and cut paper)