07 October, 2005

Time's Short...

...we all have time enough to die....

He, usually reserved, reaches for me, a hug goodbye. Odd, and yet....

*****

"What's the good word?"

'Yes'.

"What?"

The good word. You asked what it was. It's 'yes'. 'Yes' is the good word, and it's my favorite.

To no-one's surprise, I'm sure.

*****

There are three Renaissance Festival weekends left. If you haven't been yet, hurry.

(Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?; Chicago)

4 comments:

Paul said...

I may try to make it again this coming weekend. And this time if you unexpectedly start toward me on your stilts, I'll try to dodge- I was afraid to move for fear of doing the person-in-the-doorway thing and running into you. My apologies for giving you a moment of precarious balance there...

Cybele said...

Paul- not to worry. Over the years, I've become adept at dodging humans. I'll be delighted to see you again.

Robert said...

I so badly wish I could be there.

So badly.

Cybele said...

Me, too, Robert. But we will still love each other next year, and you will make an autumn trip a priority in 2006. By then I will have lost my final 8 pounds and we can gorge on pasteries with impunity.