Where the Light Falls In silence we fall short. The whispers of compassion are savored in moments of suffering. Let words be the substance that holds another up. In verses, weave emotion into peace, and comfort and hope. In darkness we are hiding between the stars. Withholding delight, and kindness in somber shadows-- lost in thoughts of self. The corners are cold, and consuming. Illuminate the world with gratitude and gentle gazes and smiles that drift on affection. In loneliness we breathe, untouchable, paused in time. Beneath, the sensation of being held love radiates and passes like energy channeled by grace. In tenderness we give, in reaching we offer ourselves. © Mary Ann King. All rights reserved
Posted on: Sun, 28 Jul 2013 12:24:24 +0000
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