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Forgive Me For Wanting to Soothe 

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on June 24, 2026| 4 Comments »



Sometimes a wound must stay a wound.
—James Crews, “Wound”


Sometimes I remember a wound
must stay a wound. Why then, 
this impulse to bring you a vase of blue 
larkspur, white lilies and a blessing
instead of sitting with you in the dark
and letting what is dark be dark. 
When I am brave enough to see
beyond my longing to soothe, 
all I want is to be with you in the dark. 
To steep together in the uncomfortable ache. 
To quietly meet you in the wounded place
so you know you are not alone.
Perhaps I will always send you lilies, 
but let me also trust how necessary it is, 
the open ear, this tenderness, 
this willingness to be with,
more gift than any flower.

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The Day You Took My Picture Was the Day

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on March 9, 2024| 7 Comments »


 
 
I sat by the pond and watched
the blue dragonflies land
on slender green reeds.
And the sun was warm and
the air was still as I was still,
which is to say the air pulsed
with aliveness and so did I.
If someone could see the picture
from that day, they might think
I was sad. No slip of a smile
touches my lips. My glance
is far off, unfocused.
But I was in a place beyond
happiness, a place of being with,
a place that asks nothing of me
except that I forget everything
but sitting beside the pond
and marveling at blue dragonflies
as they weave and land,
the reeds so slender, so green.

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