To Noel – who walked beside me.

Projectionist.

Your battered soles

bear witness to the

darknesses you walk

among.

In driving rain

or searing sun,

you pace beside

crazed screens whose images

are all undone.

In their place

you raise a single, simple frame

that only love can dare

to name.

It says

That all is well,

Have faith that all is well,

That I am not afraid

To walk with you

And broken places can be

Well again.