Peace in a storm
Peace in a storm
beyond understanding
but there it is
:- Doug.

You can be a dream, a door, or a poem—which do you choose?
:- Doug.
What dream do you still harbor after all these years?
:- Doug.
I’m a door, a dream and a poem
A door—will we open?
A dream—will we tell?
A poem—will we dance?
:- Doug.
Is it right for a lawyer to ask questions about death and medical wishes? There is no one else out there inviting us to these conversations.
:- Doug.