For Ruth, 1925-2016 You lived and loved and held your love intact, undemonstrative, pure, focused on the fact of your determination to succeed in bringing light, in satisfying need. As much your need as you thought it ours; tending seeds, cultivating flowers that blossomed here, ripened overseas, unceasingly returning to the tree you planted once, a solitary copper beech, standing still but now beyond your reach and signifying all those roaming years you were constantly torn between the hemispheres. You're gone from us now and love is what remains with us here. There's no breaking of those chains that bind us heart to heart in unison. Your life was wholly yours but now, our song.