Through the fearful thoughts, clashed conflict
of what might be, we always have a choice
to speak love, listen behind and underneath
the words of others for the common thread
that we hold. A line of connection
alive with the many lives that have held it.
Feel the yank of one who is pulled away
the space empty, thread loosely lost to hang
without warm hands to hold it.
Hands that may be the only ones
to keep us unraveling.
© Ali Grimshaw 2018
If it wasn’t for blogging I know I wouldn’t stop to write poems and writing them gives me the life I want to live. So, thank you fellow bloggers for the opportunity to reflect and connect across the oceans and to speak for peace today. We can change the world one conversation at a time. The world needs each one of us. Please keep your light on.
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