what i know

 

    people are portals

    the sound of their voice

    their face when they smile

    and life is made of light

   and everything seem possible 

   and nothing is missing

   and no one can hurt you

   even death folds up his briefcase and slinks away

   for you are beginning again

   knowing with such clarity

   who it is that is apart of you

   where it is your feet belong

   and though it might seem to be saying too much

   i'm pretty sure in those minutes

   with those people

    you are transported 

    not to another time or place but rather to the very centre

    of love 

     with the sound of a voice

     with a face as it smiles

     and that is why you are you and my grandfather and every child i have ever laughed with

      that is why you are so much more than you are

   People are portals

   that carry you to the centre of love