Monday, October 6, 2025

With The Stones of Our Stories

"Every day, the heart finds a new way to ache."
I knew humans could be cruel from books I've read about the past,
and places far away.  I'm now experiencing it nearby in real time.
It's not exaggerating to say I ache all over.

"Every day, our most sacred selves try to build a stone wall
around the heart, as if to keep the ache away."
I don't know about you, but I'm gathering stones
as big as coffee tables to distract and deny the hurt in my heart.
I'm not sure my "most sacred self" is ready to 
"dismantle the wall".  And yet, if you were to ask me
what is the one thing I wish I could do, it would be
to build bridges across the divides where folks
from all sides can dwell with decency, respect and equality,
and cruelty would be no more.
Namaste'


 

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