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A loving, healing embrace via simile (16 lines of intermittent rhyme) |
Friend, do not hide in fear or turn away in shame. You can show me your wounds and share with me your pain. Know you are not alone; I turn and do the same. Let us stretch up and out like trees, together frame A sacred space to look with gentle, friendly gaze. Empathy and presence sustain our selves upraised. Perhaps a graft will form with patience over days Where both our wounds converge and bond in healing ways. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 syllables per line xaxa'xaxa xbxb'xbxb Copyright © 2006 Dee Clark |