Vulnerable we are, like an infant.
We need each other’s care
or we will
I Won’t Take No For An Answer
“I won’t take no for an answer,”
God began to say
when He opened His arms each night
wanting us to
The Hymns of the Earth
I wanted to be a hermit and only hear the hymns
of the earth, and the laughter of the sky,
and the sweet gossip of the creatures on my limbs,
I wanted to be a hermit and not see another face
look upon mine and tell me I was not all the beauty in this world.
For so many faces do that—
The wings we have are so fragile
they can break from just
one word, or
a glance void
I wanted to live in that cloister of
because, is it not true, the heart
is so fragile and shy.