Birth of a New Canto (Paradiso)

There was sunshine there
hidden in the folds
of your every waking day.
Spreading its rays out to fill others
with an unforgotten warmth.

There was laughter there
in your hairbrush concerts and
inquisitive eyes.
Sharing each night,
like a star, you twinkled bright.

You are not forgotten.
One does not forget the sun.

You are not lost.
One cannot get lost
with stars to guide them.

The sun is a star,
I look up,
there you are.