Another person
hurting and vulnerable
the pain he is carrying etched in
crooked lines across his face
and swirling deeply in the darkness of his eyes
hands clasped
he sits bent
as if the weight of all the world
is slowly crushing him into
the emptiness of himself
collapsing him like a used soda can
no longer of any use
as we talk I gently unravel
the threads of his life
seeking to understanding
seeking to add a touch of compassion
into a life leavened by too much anger and fear
"who can you turn to, when life goes bad"
"no one'
comes the reply
"I have no one"
we need each other
if we would not be bent and twisted by the world
tortured into images of pain
and emptiness
we need each other
a drop of water
by itself
will never make it to the sea
the heat of life will destroy it long
before it ever arrives
but when we make the journey together
if we go as a river
if we go together
if we go as a community
we are sure to arrive
we need each other
Wow so beautifully written I have indeed needed that community with the recent life changes. I also spent yesterday and this morning counting the calls from those that reach out for a word of hope encouragement and just to know someone does care. My sister in-law was here and I think she was bewildered at the phone ringing and ringing. Like that river that flows and carries that drop to the sea so does love flow in and back out to thirsting others.
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