what i remember
is my perception
of what was
happening
and what happened
before what was
happening
and what happened
after what was
happening
and what is
happening.
my point of view
changes
with every breath.
one day i will stop
breathing.
the memory
of me will live
in the perception
interpretation
memory
of each soul
i have touched.
may my touch
be warm and whole
may my touch
be strong and fierce
may my touch
be true.