"It's so beautiful here", she says, "this moment now."
And this moment, now.
And I never thought I would find her here: flannel and satin, my four walls transformed.
But she's looking at me, straight to center. No room at all for any other thought.
And I know I don't want this.
Oh, I swear I don't want this.
There's a reason not to want this but I forgot...

(recessional, vienna teng)