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"THERE IT is," Leona said
I looked ahead, reacting, with aht I&039;d been so intent on her words, I&039;d failed to notice a city in the distance
I say a city, Robert, but how different fro above it, no sly lovely buildings of every size, nonein clear-aired silence You&039;ve seen the Music Center in don Los Angeles That will give you some faint concept of the clarity of line I saw, the use of space to balance mass, the sense of peaceful uniformity
It struck me how vividly I was able to see it despite our distance frorapher would call it perfection of focus, depth and color
When I ht be called telescopic sight The description is, again, inadequate, the phenomenon far more complex than ht factor If one looks at a person several hundred yards away, that person is visible to the very color of their eyes--without the i that the spirit body can project an energy "feeler" to the object under inspection In essence, the ability is o there quickly or shall we continue walking?" Leona asked
I told her I was enjoying the walk if it didn&039;t take up too much of her time; I didn&039;t want to make the same mistake with her I had with Albert She replied that she was enjoying a period of rest and was happy to ith e which traversed a fast- brook As we started across, I stopped and looked at the rushing water It had the appearance of liquid crystal, everywith the colors of the rainbow
Turning my head, I leaned over, curious "That sounds like music?" I asked, amazed
"All things give off a kind of music," she told me "When you&039;ve been here a while, you&039;ll hear it everywhere It&039;s just that the movement of this water is so rapid, the sound is more easily noticeable"
I shookin a sort of forht, for a moment, of Mom&039;s favorite piece, Die Moldau Had S waters of the river?
Staring down at the brook, I remembered a stream near Mammoth Lake We&039;d parked the ca across rocks and stones; a lovely sound
"You look sad," Leona said
I couldn&039;t repress a sigh "I&039; trip we took" I tried to put aside the feeling of depression--I really did--but, once again, was gripped by it "I&039;ized "It just seeets because I want to share it with my family, mostly my wife"
"You will," she told me
"I hope so," I murmured
She looked surprised "Why did you say that?" she asked "You know you&039;ll see her again" "But when?" I asked