Look for the Helpers
Thank you for sharing, James <3
I found myself in a similar state Wednesday morning, and found myself also writing the words I wished to hear as I noticed the small acts taking place, and the natural world just ticking on as it always has.
And today
A postman folded a plane for a toddler
Who gurgled with joy to fly it down the street
And on the bus
People gave up their seats
For those more in need
And gave them up again
Starlings bickered
Over invisible feed
On the pavement
As they chirped and
Fluffed their feathers
The moon and sun will rise
And set
We have each other, still
As the walls close in
Still
Gorgeous! Thank you so much.
In dimly lit rooms,
candles, matches are revealed.
Among the shadows.
Thank you for this, James
Thank you for sharing, James <3
I found myself in a similar state Wednesday morning, and found myself also writing the words I wished to hear as I noticed the small acts taking place, and the natural world just ticking on as it always has.
And today
A postman folded a plane for a toddler
Who gurgled with joy to fly it down the street
And on the bus
People gave up their seats
For those more in need
And gave them up again
Starlings bickered
Over invisible feed
On the pavement
As they chirped and
Fluffed their feathers
The moon and sun will rise
And set
We have each other, still
As the walls close in
Still
Gorgeous! Thank you so much.
In dimly lit rooms,
candles, matches are revealed.
Among the shadows.
Thank you for this, James