When there were
no more words,
I stopped waiting.
I stopped picking up
and looking for
all of the things
that were not quite
what I had thought.
And I listened
a little more deeply
with my heart
and honored,
a little more fully —
all that could not
be written.
Paul Militaru says on May 14, 2016
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Laurie's Notes says on May 14, 2016
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