Friday, June 13, 2008


He knows that to heal

he has to be able to hold things

in an effortless way.

The sky holds its stars

with ease, the sands of all shores

hold sunbathers benevolently,

and please

holds a thank you in its hands.

He has to learn

to let himself relax

when he holds a word in his mind,

or a proud pencil in his hands.

He knows

what’s wrong will be right

when he holds

by loosening his grasp,

like the land does

when it lets him skip

and spring in happiness.


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