Two Hands

inner silence

I’m not angry any more

Chipped, like my favorite mug; not perfect by any means

I’m not sorry and I am sorry

Like two hands brought together in prayer

I don’t have the answers but I will bring those hands together

And wish us both peace

Photo: Alice Popkorn

Discover challenge: Apology

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Questions…

Can there be anything sweeter than the kiss of a mind gone mad?
What magisty of noise and purpose!
Do you think God loves the crazies?

Those folks with hearts bigger than Texas and minds that have no idea what to do with them?
What about our bodies?
Do they forgive us our overindulgence, our stuffing down of pain?

Vows of suffering and poverty…
What place do they play in the soul’s evolution?
Can we chose again this lifetime?

Will we burn in hell?
Oh, those shackles of thought
…No story ever told is true


“Shackles” prompt courtesy of OSI