by vanessagobes

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Can you hear me yet?

Can you see me?

Breathe more gently my love

Be quieter still

Be still and soundless…

There

Feel it?

Soft as the tears now forming in your eyes

That’s how soft you have to be.

 

When the knife of judgement falls

Be as butter

Let it slice right through

without resistance

And with warmth

melt into wholeness once again

 

When the fist of anger beats your heart

Be as the down from your favourite pillow

Until you’ve caressed the fist into openness

And it harms you no more

 

When the fire of jealousy roars

Be gentle as the dew

And nourishing as the warmest summer rain

Until the thirst is quenched to soothe and restore

 

When the arrow of hatred flies

Be beautiful and formless as a rainbow

Offering no target but the sky

 

When the gales of duty howl…

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