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Lifeboat

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I can’t competeWith the noise of this placeSo let me whisper.Draw closer now,Don’t missThe shape of my lipsForming flotation devicesTo pull usOut of our pain.ShhhhhhhhQuietly my dear–Can you hearThe soundOf silence?It’s our last shelter,A final refugeFor these mindsFlooded with trouble,Too sick to think,Too weak to will.Sit, sit with me hereLet us not speak-It has all … Continue reading Lifeboat

Spain Is Not Such A Train.

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We aren’t trying to push it. You think we’re absurd? Nah. We’re just A mirror to the world. In Spain, We know that the Earth will spin on its tilting axis Wobbling us nearer and farther and nearer again To the life-giving, life-taking sun, In a fixed gravitational orbit (Gracias a Dios!) Hurtling through infinite … Continue reading Spain Is Not Such A Train.

Kindness, by Naomi Shihab Nye

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Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate the landscape can be between the regions of kindness. How … Continue reading Kindness, by Naomi Shihab Nye

Your Place In The Family Of Things by Mary Oliver

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You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. … Continue reading Your Place In The Family Of Things by Mary Oliver