The year has rocked this world to its roots.
What if for one day each being put down
their burdens, their words of hate, their inhumanity
and breathed in the presence?
Stopped fighting for history, for fears, hopes, dreams
and stood facing the morning sun
letting the warmth of the moment
and the next, the next, accumulate like dust at their feet
Listened instead of spoke, acknowledged truth,
What if for one day each being acknowledged the fear
and let it go? Suspended beliefs
opened their arms, drew strength
through earth, grass, rock, sand
Found the sparrow singing from a lone bush
the small heart-shaped cloud
Felt the currents of air wash over them, mingle
with the breath, and let the seams unravel
borders blend, walls dissolve
Posted by kind permission of Melissa Shaw-Smith.
We are living now our regrets and our failures, the ache of what we wish could be again,…
We touch one another with defter fingers at night. Rain sounds different, its steady falling…
Philosophers shilly-shally, but it’s true: you are me; I am you. This dust, these rays,…
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