water under the bridge

This is a poem I wrote this morning for our beautiful friend, Claudia. She shared her sorrow and I shared my heart.

Abundant Blessings Dear Beautiful Sister. 
Feel my compassion for you and all your loved ones 
— we are all family. Smell, see, feel, hear, and taste the
water
under
the
bridge
at
Breitenbush 🥝

— Bella