Saturday, April 16, 2016

the simple helping hand-up

the moment of courtesy to another

the good deed unheralded and unrewarded

the recipient who rests in its quiet joy

the love that gives until the vessel is empty

only to pour yet more love

why do we mock these simplest acts mightier than war?

why do we make hash of all that is holy?

what is it about the earth that makes it so hard

to wise up?

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