the earth could shake
shake herself free of us
then where would we be?
I reached out to him
and he was in need, indeed
it is a habit my heart has developed
getting activated by the suffering states
other friends exist in
Compassion wells up
knowing there is only so much I can do
to facilitate his well being
and how I have learned the hard way
people must be ready and willing
and some causes for suffering
are out of their control
in those cases, I throw my hands in the air
resigning to feel way too much
about the lack of justice pervading the space
my heart aches when I see his face
And I know it's been the school of hard knocks
that taught him harsh lessons
when kindness beamed through
it made some impressions
he tells me I am "all heart and emotion"
then my mind becomes still
waiting for silence, knowing it will spill
like glittering shards into the backyard
and as his tears fell
I knew he needed that moment
he needed a witness to take in the whole mess
I did take notice
I did acknowledge
how and where and what and why
because that is what the moment called for
with his ancestors sending flares up into the sky
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