Pat still talks to me in my dreams, teaches me and shows me our contract with God. She revealed part of God’s plan for us in her 1968 poem, By the Lakeshore, “… The boorish wind off the water, / The wind off the ice, / Was too cold, enveloping us / So small, / two little castles / Hand holding and smoking cigarettes / And ambling. / / We should have been crusted with frost, / As windows are on winter houses / Small bubbles of happy heat / In a cold universe.”
Last night in my dreams she showed me the plan, written by the moving finger of God when we became one. A simple life together. I could see plainly that God had been and is truly merciful but I could not see the last part though I know instinctively in her words “…That the world is round / and we two are one: / Our story will be endless, / like the journey of the sun.” Every night Pat and I walk quietly through the garden in our mind until morning and friendly cat awake me.
God’s Plan for us? In her words again, “…And this long miracle is to discover / the inmost me and you, / to nurse no longing for another, / to forge the soul and its desire together / gently, openly and forever.”