To Bix:

All does not seem
"all right"
right now,
but in time
joy will return.

In this time
of prop changes
for your next scenes,
Cindy's not far off,
but in the Green Room,
delighting in the sound of
your voice.

Before you know it,
the sound of your own
standing ovation
will join hers, and
your time together here
will seem like
a blink of an eye
compared to the
Forever Dance
you'll again do together
at that Perpetual Cast Party,
in the Director's own mansion.

There is plenty of room
for improv in the mean time,
feel fully,
both the drama
and the comedies,
especially the latter
that so often surround you
in the costumes of
your cats.

Love is not "gone" from you,
its wings and wider expressions
are from within you
connected directly
to Heaven itself
as you grow into them
just as you did
when you could touch Cindy so warmly.

Let it be "okay"
that there is no "script" for this time.
It also means
all that you are
is "just right".

Keeping with that,
things become
more and more
"all right".

You are not alone in the depths or the heights,
no matter how much it may feel that way at times.
You are still smiled upon
by the same adoring eyes
who made you,
and who've loved you,
since forever,
and til eternity.

Rest when you must,
of course,
but please don't stop dancing.
The world still needs
to learn from you.
Others who, likewise, carry on,
will also rub their sore and tired feet
from dancing with all their heart
and might and soul,
but they do so with a smile of peace,
eager to get right back to it,
as you will find yourself,
also.

Love cannot be tamed or contained.
No need to start trying now.