Rosy, this was one of the first things I ever read about MAPLE, and it remains the most beautiful that I've come across. The grace with which you share this deeply real story has brought me to tears every time I've read it in full.

I found your haiku on the altar when I was assigned to altar cleaning duties during the few months I spent at MAPLE earlier this year.

The paragraph in which you describe Soryu in lion's raw claws out with the ferocity of a thunderhead is just so moving to me.

There is a deeply loving sorrow in walking this path and you have expressed it so incredibly beautifully.

Love, love, love.