To find you and hold you gently ~ only in Kindness

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”Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing
inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and
purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.”

Naomi Shihab Nye (words under the words: Selected Poems)

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10 thoughts on “To find you and hold you gently ~ only in Kindness

  1. Reblogged this on A Delectable Life and commented:
    Sometimes the words shared by others feel like they are meant for you and you alone. Though this touched me at my core; I felt there were others who would feel the same.

    • To walk along a stretch of blue beach – of scattered shells, colours fading everywhere from blue-grey to white, is to open the memory of simple greys and move though natural tones of those favourite blues, perhaps wrapped in soft scarves of thought so casually draped. To see the beauty of kindness and understand the waves and simplicity of silence.

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