Talking to the Wind
Hate is someone looking for love,
fear is someone needing comfort,
anger is someone lost in sorrow.
Meet everything with breath,
find the answers in stillness.
Go deep, move slow, walk in peace.
An outstretched hand reaches further than a fist.
Remember there are always two choices:
send out fear, or send out love.
May the wind stir us to love.
Stephen Gospage
Sun 20th Oct 2024 08:58
A hopeful, decent poem, Hélène.