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  • Best Tools (Poem)

    warm silence and receptive space

    these translate across lines

    everyone wants to be heard

    especially those hoarse from shouting

    here a table with a couple of chairs

    a pot of tea and cups to be filled

    please sit, all are welcome

  • Here Is Comfort (Poem)

    here is comfort . raise it

    spoon to your mouth

    sweetness like that of wild honey

    shell to your ear

    whispers of stories you loved as child

    flower to your nose

    mingled aromas from those you’ve held dear

    hand to your heart

    warm like love itself (and you are loved)

    hold it gently and let it be

    forever balm to ease your sorrows

  • To My Words (Poem)

    wait before you leave, do not fly when bidden

    do you have sharp edges that would cut

    we bleed all too freely but unawares

    do you have harsh tones that would bruise

    we walk already wounded but numb

    consult first the heart,therein wisdom and compassion

    let these shape and temper whatever message you bear

    even to find you stay contained within

    letting kind receptive silence go in your stead