All this sadness lately. Just some thoughts. Hope they help.
Spring must arrive before
the frogs can sing. They can only speak
when it becomes clear
that there is something that must be said.
When there is nothing
to say, say nothing.
There are worse things to do
than stand mute before grief
and learn that giving comfort
is not always comfortable.
When there is nothing to be said,
nothing said is a comfort.
A hand on a shoulder
is a branch leaning on its neighbors.
An embrace is a breeze that stirs without chilling.
A face turned upward against the dark
is a prophecy of fireflies.
The way spring comes on — slowly,
until it is everywhere all at once —
that’s the nature of the love others have for us.
What loves us remains present, even when we turn from it,
as spring spreads while we sleep.
Dark Matter 
April 7th, 2005 at 9:33 pm
Those are all very beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
April 7th, 2005 at 9:33 pm
Those are all very beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
April 7th, 2005 at 9:33 pm
Those are all very beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
April 7th, 2005 at 9:33 pm
Those are all very beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
April 7th, 2005 at 9:33 pm
Those are all very beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
April 7th, 2005 at 9:33 pm
Those are all very beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
April 7th, 2005 at 5:33 pm
A face turned upward against the dark/is a prophecy of fireflies.
nice.
April 7th, 2005 at 5:33 pm
A face turned upward against the dark/is a prophecy of fireflies.
nice.
April 7th, 2005 at 5:33 pm
A face turned upward against the dark/is a prophecy of fireflies.
nice.
April 7th, 2005 at 5:33 pm
A face turned upward against the dark/is a prophecy of fireflies.
nice.
April 7th, 2005 at 5:33 pm
A face turned upward against the dark/is a prophecy of fireflies.
nice.
April 7th, 2005 at 5:33 pm
A face turned upward against the dark/is a prophecy of fireflies.
nice.