Why do I come? Why do I continue to sit with you. Why did I spend time with you every day although you did not know me or know that I was there? Then you were bound to the bed, now bound to the earth. You didn’t know me those years while bed-fast and comatose.
I come because now I have hope. My heart tells me you know. I have more hope being here every day. Perhaps you see, you hear, you care. Bound to the bed, the earth, my heart. Spirit is free. Come, my darling. Sit with me.