Gently

It began as

a hint of self-love,

a quiet prayer

passed gently

by one or two

who dared

to risk dwelling

in unexplored places

within the heart.

It continued on

as compassion —

carried carefully

by those who had

discovered,

in their own way,

the pain

and beauty

in holding

a separate perspective

and set of original

experiences

that couldn’t be

shared,

not really —

and the tenderness

in reaching

from this place.

Gentle Loving Strength

Thank you

for the ability

to be gentle and loving

and the strength

to go against

what we must —

to follow

our own hearts.

Remind us of the beauty

that comes out of

living from a place

of true compassion.

Give us courage

to find our own

inner space

and to honor

this space in others —

to keep returning

and living

from here —

that we may

truly love.

Amen

Bittersweet

There was a tenderness

in returning

to the quiet place

in our hearts,

a bittersweet

vow to honor

and release

all that had been

denied

and pushed down

or covered up —

when what had

been seen as

so obvious

in the heart

could not be communicated

on the surface,

not directly,

and my own deepest pain

became triggered.

And so the challenge

became holding

all I knew

to be sacred,

no matter how

it appeared on

the surface —

reaching and joining

with others

who longed to find

a way to continue

to stand

in our hearts

and in a healing world —

holding a space

of compassion

beyond understanding

and finding a gentler way

for us all.