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Tuesday, January 28, 2020

Soul Salve

If only I had had a sensibility of the senses gleaned, Tintern-like, from calmer studies,
When - mixed with the conflagrations of my youth, and other youths, I feared - outbursts of
Other fears threatened continuity,
I faltered.
Then - when my gentle heart could only reach out with my eyes, and water betrayed me - perhaps
I could have sought words,
Used words,
Molded words,
Picked up the words like soul-salve, seeking,
Patting the mysterious grief flowing and swirling around my world
Into
Calm.

Today, I will try again,
Accompanied.