Thank you for my companions:
this journal; this pen;
this heart full of my blood;
my blood in the hearts of others;
my heart in the hearts of others;
the quivering guitars;
the gift of music holding me fast;
this love of the world, this brutal
beautiful world,
where life and death hold
one another in enraptured embrace.
I am more than the sum of my companions.
That is my contribution.
My gift to the world is the part of me
where there are no words,
the part I attempt to describe each day,
when I thank my silent companion,
brave Disappointment,
for not allowing despair.
(photo: matrixnutritionllc.com)
Narble Furt Lives 
And I am glad to be one of them…
I am glad you’re glad. You just made my day!
Your beautifully composed impressions are reassuring, Jim. I’m grateful for all the ways I connect to others and am a part of this “brutal beautiful world,” but with that, comes the potential disappointment. This is a poem worth pondering. Nice.
Good one Narble! You made my day better!…Bud