To Euphrosyne

I am Thomas
and don’t easily believe in saints
at least those I’ve been told about
and haven’t “touched” myself.

But it’s difficult to disbelieve
that one soul was holy
a piece of purest gold
whose love for one and all
radiated and filled the entire atmosphere
in the simplest and most ordinary
manifestation of her life.

To her and her only son
I dedicate my humble thoughts
and recollections here today.

5 Aug. 2004