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Beautiful, and true.
Thank you, Lynette. In these tender days, I find that sometimes all one can do is hold on to Truths that connect, rather than separate us. I have not seen a baby yet that I did not find lovable and worthy. It is what guides me. May hope hold strong when hate rages on.
Very well said! Thanks. Hope you are doing okay with all the pulls and worries of your heart.
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I love these powerful words, so eloquently composed, so clear and getting right to the heart of the problem between so many members of our human family. Poets often chronicle their times, and you are speaking for us right now. I heard a BBC interview last night with a poet tasked with sharing the horrors in El Salvador, who called herself a “witness.” You are able to be such a one for us today. Thanks you, and bless you!
Thank you, Sonnische. It helps to share words, it helps to re-name truth, so often missed or minimized or hidden under fear or anger, need for power or agendas. All it takes, really, is to see a baby, and I know. KNOW. That there is no difference. Never was. Hugs, Na’ama