I didn’t know you by touch
But you touched me.
You didn’t know my pomegranate work
But you were my pomegranate sister.
You didn’t know that all of the broken pomegranate pieces were about you.
Pieces of hearts breaking knowing you would leave us.
I didn’t know you by touch but I know you knew much.
You knew that the color of life was made better by loving.
You knew that life was made richer by the wisdom of light and
You knew that we are all cradled together - each of our pieces woven in gold in a mosaic that knows no time.
I didn’t know you but I know you knew.
This pomegranate piece is for you, Karen.